The market
(Fatepur)
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Plume rose and tiara,
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The food, fruit and vegetables of myriad kinds, and the goods of different types adorn the place and people throng to buy them,
, It rings with the song of poor hearts, the Buzzing sound of poverty
The flies among the garlandsmake the note, The note with sundry sound
Plume rose and tiara, The market is buzzing with crowd, with people who are from far away lands, People come and go and market remains the same, The feeding ground for all, The nourishment,
Feeding ground for all! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Great use of metaphor..this world is a market..our life is a market.. people come and go.. The market is busy with the swarm of multitudinos minds Very good poetry..great imagination.. enjoyed reading 😍👍
It rings with the song of poor hearts, the Buzzing sound of poverty.....
Excellent, indeed market is busy with the swarm of multitudinous minds.
The feeding ground for all, The nourishment, The flies among the garlandsmake.... the great great power of obervation my dear poet Prabir.......... and putting it on paper... grand.. thank u. tony
to be happy with them, The market is busy with the swarm of multitudinos minds