A Rustic Villager Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India

A Rustic Villager

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Being a rustic villager,
I am not able to know
What is going there.
I am here in my village
And busy all days in my
Own works. I am not able
To understand your language,
And also their meanings are
Far from me. This earth is
My mother, I know my mother
Is giving me everything
Including my drinking water
And also food to eat.
I know not what is Government
And what they are doing for me.
I do not want to read and write
As I know the son of my friend,
How he was going to learn
And not returned back again
To the village.
I see the land is barren after
The death of my friend.
I am a rustic village
I am unable to know your
Slogans, songs, etc,
I know only what I am
And how to rear my children.

Saturday, April 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: village
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Gajanan Mishra 09 April 2016

the innocent rustic villagers are really in peace..

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Gajanan Mishra

Gajanan Mishra

Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
Gajanan Mishra
Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India
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