Palas Kumar Ray
Palas Kumar Ray Poems
|11.||Who Has No Pen||1/30/2010|
|25.||Peace And Happiness||2/9/2010|
|27.||Address Of Hope||2/9/2010|
|28.||When I Met You First||2/9/2010|
|29.||Life Did Not End With You||2/9/2010|
|30.||Tobacco And You||2/27/2010|
|32.||Whom I Love The Most||2/27/2010|
|33.||Not As Beautiful||2/27/2010|
|34.||Again As Always||2/27/2010|
|36.||His Kind Presence||2/27/2010|
|39.||What Not To Write?||2/27/2010|
|40.||You Never Died||2/27/2010|
Lot of hunger and having no food is poverty,
Not having spare cloth to take bath is poverty,
Needing a shelter but not having one is poverty,
Child's sick but can not buy treatment, is poverty,
Fainting child dreaming a mouthful of rice is poverty
Searching warmth in cold flesh in winter nights, is poverty,
Sitting with umbrella on wetting bed in showering night, is poverty,
Thoughtful mother, two mouthful of rice and three children, is poverty,
An ill, deserted mother selling her child wishing it will survive, is poverty.
A defeated and despondent mother ...
Now happy they are
They do not have a car.
Or they'd have the sorrow
the car was so narrow.
The car was so cheap
the color was so deep.
Model was so old
inside was not cold.