Honourables Comments

the poor farmer lacks security both from god and the governance...farming is truely a productive job..filing or sleeping is a dead job...this is a fine poem sir

what a sensitive and perceptive write on the plight of peasants, who have no retirement benefits, unlike the educated clases, with white collared jobs. Sathyaji, you really bring out the stark class disparities so well. moving and thought provoking10 Mamta

I really loved the last line, which aptly and justly sums up the state of our country, especially our ministers & burequcrats! - Raj Nandy

this is good, a little tragedy, has a beautiful side too.

the difference is obvious...it's the day that matters to them n it's a life that matters to us!

A VERY TOUCHY POEM FULL OF BITTER REALITIES OF LIFE.

Loyalty rarely gets reciprocity......who to blame though at times the ones that push are the ones to get a way...

I recommend this as a read. Though, I must say that the subject was rather boringto me. That ust might be me. I found nothing in the piece that was disruptive to the purpose or meaning of the work. nicely done. GW62

how true.. poor are there to suffer for ever and taken for granted.. you opened up a pot boiler of painful truth.. I share your views.. it is time to change but who will change.. lifes' two shades. well written reality..10 Rema

As a conveyance of ideas this is a very good poem.As social commentary alas I am a poor critic, as I do not know what is just within the social fabric. Yr.Obdt.Svt. ngaio Beck

good narration here, satya...some lives pass by thus...a paining truth... schemes for old age pension and grant are there...but they never reach out the deserving and the needy...thanks for sharing...10

bravery or forced demeanor god knows above all a man left standing in the middle of a park to shed blood, sweat and tears for someones he loved

This is excellent. You certainly seemed to have absorbed American poetry. The language in this is exquisit. The feelings that you draw out in this drip from the page like tears. I love that last line and the ommision of the definate article is a great stroke. I great experience to read Sathya.