A Rat Poem by Prabir Gayen
A Rat
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A rat with restless legs and
Nimble-eyed search,
doth protest against life.
He fought against odds and struggled
That poison besmirched.
The lungs that played wanton rife,
Crippled into his slow beating heart's knife.
A drop of water that musthave saved his life,
The water he lived with, from his childhood
Prime,
Blenched to quench his thirst utmost to beat
Poison's fatal paradigm.
He died and his death mocked our sense
Of humanness.
Blenched to quench his thirst utmost to beat Poison's fatal paradigm. He died and his death mocked our sense Of humanness.
The lungs that played wanton rife, Crippled into his slow beating heart's knife. A drop of water that must have saved his life, The water he lived with, from his childhood Prime,
A rat with restless legs and Nimble-eyed search, doth protest against life.
Another appealing photo, a true sense of family here. I wonder if you are using the rat as a metaphor for an unfortunate person, or literally. First-class either way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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