Ploughing paddy fields
Irrigating fertile lands
Moisture laden
Planting saplings
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I see the paradox in this poem. This can happen in a rural setting as well as urban. How many men, women and children do not return home. Killed not by wild animals, not so in the cities, but by the beasts that live in the shapes of human form. Great message!
Evocative piece of writing! Nicely woven. Everyone has a beast hidden in themselves. Let us pray it will never come out in the wild!
And the beast does not just go. Not with out taking a couple victims first. Oh no, oh no! A meal to stave the empty months upcoming. For in the wild everything has to be hunted. But here it is an easy pickings in open and so defenseless. He will be back. You can count on that. For that kind of hunger does not just dies. And for this is now his paradise. Good Poem, Cheers! !
Thank you for inviting me to read your poem, I am sorry it has taken so long to respond. I really enjoyed reading about this topic as it is very alien to my life. This is the wonder of poetry it connects us all around the world.
nice poem well written...i suggest that cannibal be removed (cannibal is one man eating another) and the line be read as, ' turned man eater'
Excellent expressiön in this awesome poem..thanks for the invite man.
'Wow' before reading the poem I said that, because your message for reading your poem, show how your job is important for you.So first of all nice job** But about the poem, you know I LOVE it's visual image, which can be different in every bodies mind.A nice story in the shape of a poem. In poemhunter people always write never call me a poet, I'm not! but I call you a poet that's what U ARE. Keep working M.H
I'm triggered. I see a story of a man who works to provide for his family, then gets off the wagon, i.e he gets tired of his life and decides to go have a good time. The family, most probably his wife's, search for him to bring him back to keep on working and providing and hoping he never goes astray again... Great poem, though.
nice poem...a lot is woven in dis ... initially u hv shown d rural life of south india... then came...ya it was indeed an horror... u hv shown d hard life of such people..... kp writing..
I kinda want it to continue, it's like a little the short story you would read in elementary
Thank you for inviting me Vijay. Though night returned he never returned - Horror indeed, I hope from imagination rather than true experience.
wow, nice experience! great narration of a hamlet and arrival of a man eating cannibal to that peaceful atmosphere. loved it a lot especially the first portion that describes the life and beauty of a remote village area! keep it up!
This is a very nice Open Verse Poem. i enjoyed the imagery and colour in the way you described the metaphor, man.
wow, nice experience! great narration of a hamlet and arrival of a man eating cannibal to that peaceful atmosphere. loved it a lot especially the first portion that describes the life and beauty of a remote village area! keep it up!
Nice poem... very beautiful description....... thanks for inviting me to read the poem... i totally enjoyed reading it
I read this poem yesterday and it has stayed with me ever since. Lovely writing!
Great work! The descriptve words you used fitted it perfectly! Thanks a lot for inviting me to read your piece of work, it really makes me want to read Hamlet all over again! How the tiger assaulted Hamlet, though, needs a bit more words to make people 'feel' it. I hope you keep on writing o' professor!
I can feel, smell and taste the monsoonal humidity beneath the crushing sun in a world of lush greenery, shin deep in a muddy paddy field. A man labouring under the heavy burden of family provider where everybody wants a piece of him including the leopard can at last rest. Drive out the beast within. Nice work Vijay.