Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Poem And Poverty Comments

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Neither have I measured the life with coffee spoon
Nor did hips ever become a drum to beat, at noon
Cruel hunger like autumn paved the path for spring
I dreamed; for empty tummy within the poverty ring.
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Kanniappan Kanniappan 19 September 2013

Whether you read or not, poems, here on poem hunter I will write - Fine.

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Geetha Jayakumar 18 September 2013

Beautiful poem on poverty..Please continue writing. We will read, as long as there in PH.

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