A Pushcart Street Seller Poem by Birbal Singh
A Pushcart Street Seller
Under the fierce sun,
the coal black road burns,
among honks and beeps
all parched and drenched
she pushes the cart,
filled with miscellaneous, cheap pieces.
Stuff she doesn't price much
But she does value one,
who sleeps in the hammock,
in the shadow of the cart
between the wheels,
A piece of her heart.
you have depicted well the hot season of ur land and the love of her kid at her command i ye commend Do read my poem MOMS SMILES O POET new found friend
An superb poetic tribute to a poor dweller of the streets. Very well composed! 10+
A heart felt and vivid poem so worthy to revisit and reread. I thank you again Manpreet for writing and sharing your heart warming poem. Five stars. Take care, enjoy life and all the good virtue's it has to offer.
Manpreet this is a timeless classic. I enjoy reading it so much your beautiful prose and captivating imagery stuns me every time. It makes me feel good and it's nice to know there's so much love out there. Thank you so much.
This is so captivating and written so honestly from your good heart.It means so much, so heartfelt. It touches my soul.Thank you so much Manpreet.Thank you.
Relationship of a mother and child so nicely converted in a lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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a beautiful relation of the mother and the child. an eloquent write! motivation for hardwork! nicly depicted! a beautiful imagery! a satire on ill- politics that has caused so. brother, i would be lucky to have your poetic remark on my new ghazal: dard byaan ha tujhe