I just smiled at the poor little girl dressed in torn rags
with cute pony tail dancing behind.
She smilingly came in front of me.
Two little groundnuts held in her tiny fists
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Innocent love should not be ignored at any cost.One is fortunate to get it free now a days.Beautiful drop.
A very fine situational poem trickling from the sense of confusion.
I would love to have that soiled sweat soaked nut, that is nothing but a blessing in deed, from an innocent child shaped angel in deed.
Very beautiful. I was there ready to accept the groundnuts this would have made my day as well as this little one with a giant heart.
Like love forbids her death........love forgives and forgets all hurdles on the way........Geetha......It's humanity and God can be sensed in innnocent hands..............great write........
If she gives you her alms with love will you accept it? the gutsy poet speaks the question in many minds. nice poem.
When offered with love, it is always kind on our part to accept.... But we have to be careful about the context, the time and the person who is offering... In this case, there is nothing to be suspected as the child shows an innocent gesture of simple love. As you feel.. the cleanliness is the only thing that can raise a little concern. But it is upto us whether we should eat it or not, even if accepted! A very touching write... such gesture of love coming from people who are in many way deprived has greater magnificence than a costly gift offered by the rich! !
If there is no malicious undercurrent, I feel, it is always best to accept the offer. In this poem the child is love, simplicity and innocence personified. A brilliant poem which touches the string of the heart.
Thought process nicely explained. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
When life itself is a give and take affair in its real logic, we have to take whatever is offered provided it is done with heart and not by hands alone. A poem that can be much more interpreted. Well written Geetha.
if the hands too are giving with love... nice feeling accept love and believe luck is pendilum it may come any time
Beautiful thoughts, Geetha. We can indeed learn a lot from someone giving. I truly enjoyed reading this poem
.the internal struggle and dilemma makes the poem beautiful and enhances its flow..........lovely write....... I invite you to read my poem- .never look like one