A Sad Song Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
A Sad Song
The birds sings sadly
Now it is the time of harvesting season
But paddy field is empty
No seeds, no farming
The fields are kept empty
We are idled and hungry
And leaving the place with our curse
The cycle of existence is in danger
What we can do for our livelihood
We are flying away
Seeking a new destination
For ever, not to be returned
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Life and lack of enthusiasm for agriculture makes the other living beings put to hungry.....
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4/23/2024 8:09:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Truly, an agricultural activity sustains lives of many