Poem

Flood of tears in eyes
With valconic heart that weeps
On starving belly in vain
With torn clothes on skeletons
Lashes of cold wind they win
Sky too cries on them as rain
Sun burns them in anger
Earth’s pity though shelters them
Barren field is their growth
Tears too can’t quench their thirst
Pathetic lives of ill fate
The only sin is being born!
On the other hand is fun
Tides of fun favours them
Stars twinkle for them
Sun can’t even kiss them
Wind blows on their wish
Bed of roses is their life
Is this inequality God’s wish?
Man reached moon
Science stops deaths
Blesses with births too
Isn’t it man’s progress?
Then why can’t man change the fate
Fate of these innocent poor
Is it something which has no solution?
Can’t we help the poor live a life of satisfaction?
Can’t the poor have dignity to soul, knowledge to mind, food for their body ?
Isn’t it shameful to float in pride on tears of shame?
We are still known as human beings…..are we humane?

@Raji❤