Rishikesh R Ranga Poems

She doesn’t knows how to read and write
But she’s the most literate mother on this earth
She’s the one who gave me my birth
And today I can see this beautiful world
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A small girl sittin with his brother whos biting half cloth pouch with million thghts running his mind abt his future...n his small sister who's crying as she fallin down by hunger…

N here comes runnnin her mom whos a labourer diggin all the roads in the red hot sun.....with all the pains she takes… she doesnt earns wat she deserves
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You'll find him densed and full of pain,
He's the one who cant think beyond
Suffered are many because of Him
And today he's suffering in his own-created pond
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Seeing the “bird flu”
I couldn’t resist a single clue
All around humans suffering
And no one can actually do anything
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Birds do fly round and round,
Having great joys, knowing no bounds...

If had wings, even we could fly!
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The fragrance of heavens, the smell of hells,
From beyond the skies come, many tell.

During the day has sun and noon,
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You made me what I am today.
You told me what I say today.
You taught at each and every step.
And fight and not to be afraid…
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It’s a poem on a mother,
It’s a story of a lover;
She was a person
Of vested interests,
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