Simple Verse.No.13. 'Oh! You Are Rich! ' Comments

Very true, very beautiful. When we ask someone what will make you happy and the answer will be if i had... if my children... if my family.... probably if we asked the same question to a hapless child the answer would most probably make you cry. That is exactly what this poem has taught us. We never seem to see what He has blessed us with; until He takes it from us. Probably the day we realize why we are blessed, then the question what will make you happy? ' surely the answer will be i'm happy! . With 3 meals a day, rags to wear, and a roof over their head, the 'lesser' are happy than we can ever imagine.

A great poem by any standards. Prophet Muhammad(pbuh) said in worldly affairs have a look at those who are worse than you and for the divine life to come look at those who are better than you.

How sad your words are. I was taken on a journey into your country and through your eyes I saw a glimpse of Indian society. Thank you.

Very Beautiful poem Valsa. Beautiful way you have portrayed the two small children and I could visualise it. It's nice of you to offer them coffee with snacks, how much delighted they may be when they had them and on leaving they said was very true..Oh! you are rich...Especially we have roof overhead and food to feed our children while many are living in extreme poverty...Yes, we should always look ourselves from lower level. We can understand them better. Valsa, I just loved reading it.

Very beautiful and inspiring poem, Valsa. Out of the mouths of babes, comes profound insight to guide us through life counting every blessing. You are so good of soul to never forget the words of these two little ones. It truly shows how kind and compassionate you have remained. Thank you, Valsa for this enriching poem. RoseAnn

It is sad to realise that only when we come across poverty first-hand do we recognise how rich we are, or when we come across a very unhappy and troubled family we then realise how thankful we should be for our blessings! A moving and thought provoking write Valsa!

Sometimes it happens so... From these 'lower' mortals moving in front of our own eyes we learn things. The living conditions in the largest democracy that boasts of 67-68 years of political freedom now are no better than those in Indonesia or Burma.Madam, your ability to recollect such an episode from your life of yester years is another aspect of the riches you surely possess - your mind`s glow of retaining that empathy immaculate. This poem reaffirms the fact that in the midst of lapses and nothingness of the sort worthy humans can find place for themselves while extending a helping hand to the hapless lot. Your riches of all kinds are paid tribute here. A great poem that demands a 10.

Poverty is a comparative, we are simultaneously poor and rich too. But richness of love is at all not comparative. A nice write.

really we have to look at low level..then only we will feel that our complaints are worthless..thoughtful write............

The true India in its shadow of poverty and hunger.... I really grateful for this contribution... ''many years have slipped by I reiterate to myself what those children said.......

Oh you are rich! from the mouth of street kids may look simple but brings out a stark reality of difference between haves and have-nots. Being monetarily rich only does not make one a 'rich' unless one has a soft corner for downtrodden. Poet's compassion towards children make one a real 'rich' and that guides one to proceed further in life with love, compassion and principle of giving....Last two lines say it all. Lovely poem.

Yes, with a roof overhead With enough means to feed my kids You have rightly defined what rich means. One need not be wealthy to be rich. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

Very touching indeed......Valsa......when you look on them with kindly eyes there comes a great divine light in the form of humanity and that is richness I feel.............feelings put in great lines.........

a wonderful poem, inward looking, self-introspective.

Lovely poem Valsa. Surely we are rich and blessed in many ways. Just don't think about it and always paying attention to what we lack. Enjoyed it. And loved those little kids.

A beautiful poem on spiritual awareness. Coming vis-à-vis pverty stricken children brings our own awareness of who we are. Very well written.