Born in the famine struck Africa
Living at the age of five
You told me mother,
That I was lucky to be alive.
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Outstanding poems! 'Pd' --All your poems are so beautiful --Just came across to read some of them! 5 stars to all !
a poem which clearly paints the picture of plight of millions of children in Africa...... Certainly this is ur best and perhaps the best i have read........ truely wonderful...... keep up the good work..... tc
The way you have concluded with the last 2 verses - they leave a deep impact and the words are piercing into the mind. A very good write this one - indeed! ! You have the mastery with words and your thoughts so HUMANE. I did vote 10 but honestly this poem deserves more for all of its contents and the THEME.
...good poem - and best your message were received, when it served to inspire in those healthily alive the casual sharing of the joys of one's physical state in a mind ritually united, at times, with those who have passed on to the purely spiritual realm, and be it that it were done only in mind, not by virtually turning the bones, although the latter were yet better (exhuming them from time to time, talking to them and reburying them with gifts and new shrouds, as practiced in Madagascar) .
a beautiful poem Preeti, brings back to mind the heart wrenching pictures we see on the TV...we see and we feel and we press a button and move on to the next channel to erase the searing impression it leaves on our hearts and minds.... so sad that any human being has to suffer so regards arti
Preeti, this is such a realistic and lovely poem. It touched me n i m in tears while writing this comment.. well done... u've got what it takes to be called a 'good poet'
Oh Preeti, what a very moving picture you paint about the sad reality of Africa's children. I particularly liked your last two lines and the image of the child as a flower. love, Alison
Wow....I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. Very sad, very touching...unfortunately...very true. well done Preeti...you've captured a toipic that many shy away from, and written about it in a very lovely, touching fashion! Hugs and cudos to you! ! Dee
Mother, I know you didn't have an alternative You dug a shallow pit & let my body rest in peace. No Gravestone, No mark to identify my tomb by Not even a picture of me, to look at and cry. Really very sad portrayal and a wonderful poem. tony God bless you always.