Treasure Island

Soumita Sarkar Ray


Peasant and Poet

Poets and peasants are coy
Tilling the layers of mire
To home hearty harvest they toil

Fertile moment and a seed
Require a sign to feed
Imagination the soil to sight
With hardship and practice bright

Poets and peasants are coy
Tilling the layers of mire
To home hearty harvest they toil

Poetic device as sunshine
Stream the beam of line
Patience play to irrigate
A vision ready to modulate

Poets and peasants are coy
Tilling the layers of mire
To home hearty harvest they toil

Repeated reviews manure
To guard the growth sure
Rows of lime, millet and corn
Lo! The sapling of poem has born

Submitted: Thursday, June 20, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 20, 2013

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  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (8/8/2013 7:30:00 AM)

    Yours is lovely poem.. beautiful.. keep writing...10...

    peasants and poets
    both are quiet
    busy in their struggle
    with lots of troubles

    rain god may shower
    but yield may be fewer
    poets may write
    but nothing more to fight (Report) Reply

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (7/15/2013 10:57:00 AM)

    Poets and peasants are coy
    Tilling the layers of mire, , , , , , lovely poem you can have full 10... i present following poem for your support. it may appear separately too.......

    Poets and peasants
    Very much present
    With soil and its conservation
    Thus building very good relation

    Seeds are born
    When earth is torn
    Both are sons of soil
    True sons to work hard and avail

    I worked as farmer
    You can label it as former
    Remained with insects
    To know more about facts

    Earth teaches us to be tolerant
    Despite heavy machinery to make dent
    It is dug with cruel method
    As if cursed by the God

    Peasants get nothing
    Not good return from anything
    He suffers from black marketers
    At home only poverty sans cheers

    Poets use obsolete tools
    With imagination make people fool
    What does it yield for human consumption?
    Except high standard use of language for assumption (Report) Reply

  • Farah Ilyas (6/29/2013 8:45:00 AM)

    oh what a similarity u have sketched, wao brilliantly u have composed a masterpiece (Report) Reply

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