Kumud Ranjan

(8th July / India)

And The Heaven Cried..


On the street near that lamp post
In dirty clothes, scars on face
A lean fragile body lives.
A bowl, bag and a torn blanket
are what he owns.

Since last three days
Hasn’t he eaten anything
Hunger reflects from his eyes
Night comes, today again
Without bread he comes back

Tears rolls down his eyes
Helpless, he lies on the footway
Starving again today he slept
Again a star falls from sky
A tear drops from heaven…

Submitted: Thursday, October 22, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, July 06, 2011

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  • Wendelin Weird (4/24/2010 1:00:00 AM)

    deeply touching! thank you for reminding me how fortunate I am compared to those who struggle for food (Report) Reply

  • Ezna Stephna (11/9/2009 7:12:00 AM)

    great poem.thanks for sharing a poor soul suffering. Excellent way of expression of human life........10+ (Report) Reply

  • Nathanial Jones (11/4/2009 11:00:00 AM)

    You certainly have great potential. I was totally drawn in... it is much better to be poor and rich in spirit, than rich and have no soul. (Report) Reply

  • Louis Rams (10/31/2009 8:31:00 PM)

    a very sensitive write, and it touches the reader frombeginnig to end. a ten (Report) Reply

  • Dr.Wardha Jawdat (10/31/2009 2:30:00 AM)

    good one...you have a talent for using words to express scences...many people write...ive read and experienced people doing so...but to tenderly protray a vigil..is a art all its own.......know that you have tht magic in your ink...just work a little on your phraseology...and u'll be very very well known..... (Report) Reply

  • Rajkumar Mukherjee (10/30/2009 1:28:00 PM)

    contd- In eastern belief, if someone sees a falling star, it is an omen for good luck which is not so in this case. so it gives an additional edge to your poem and leaves the reader to ponder over. so the suggestion.
    Rajkumar (Report) Reply

  • Rajkumar Mukherjee (10/30/2009 1:24:00 PM)

    Dear KUMUD,
    Thanks for your invite, I liked the poem for your empathetic view on the plight of aroad side man waiting for his last days.I gave you a rating of 10 for your efforts.
    But suggest a few changes to strengthen the poem more, choice is left to you.1) In L 5 'is ' to be replaced by 'are' -grammatical
    2) In L 13 'starving' ifreplaced by 'starved' will create a better inner rhyming
    3) Why not change the name to 'Not An OMEN'-Hope it helps.
    Rajkumar
    N.B. Pl. read, rate and comment on some of my recent poems-Rajkumar (Report) Reply

  • surya . (10/29/2009 6:48:00 PM)

    a real touching poem. i am happy today's young men care for such people.thanx for sharing
    suryas (Report) Reply

  • Seema Joglekar (10/28/2009 1:00:00 AM)

    Very nicely done! But you could look a little beyond the obvious.Believe me a very vast unexplored territory lies there waiting for you to explore.Hope you find it soon. But anyway you got me a little concerned there, with the title-''And The Heaven Cried''- leaving me with very little to look forward to.
    Keep Up the good work! (Report) Reply

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