The Wheelbarrow Moves On...... Poem by Kishore Kumar Das
The Wheelbarrow Moves On......
The wheelbarrow greets me
during my morning walk
as the sweeper pulls on with both his hands
people throw garbages
the wheelbarrow moves on....
the wheel rolls on...
everyday I observe this
I contemplate:
Am I not pulling
the invisible wheelbarrow?
when people throw
sorrows and anger
pride and prejudice
jealousy and hatred...
but the wheelbarrow moves on...
as problems crop up in life
sorrows inevitable
consolations get scarce
I have to pull the wheelbarrow with love
the wheel has to move on
as time waits for none
and life has to go on.
Oh! I like this very much! ! ! The metaphor of the wheelbarrow being used to pick up people's garbage - - absolutely top-notch use of the wheelbarrow in the following: Am I not pulling the invisible wheelbarrow? when people throw sorrows and anger pride and prejudice jealousy and hatred... but the wheelbarrow moves on... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Showers of 10's on this poem
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4/23/2024 10:17:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Am I not pulling the invisible wheelbarrow.? Amazing write.10
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