Treasure Island

Narendra Kuppan

(28.12.1986 / Bangalore)

The City


I Pity every city.

I Pity about Dirty Poverty, which is spread in Widening City.

I Feel Pity, About People in Poverty in the Widen City.

I Feel Pity for the Enriched Poverty which is in the all City.

I Feel Pity, because of my Humanity.

I Feel Pity and I can feel only Pity about People in Poverty.

I Can Feel Only Pity because Poverty is as wide as City.

I Can Feel Only Pity about Poverty.

Because I’ am blessed Only to Feel Pity.

I can Feel Only Pity because I’ am blessed with Hand full of Scarcity
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Submitted: Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, May 03, 2011

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  • Philosophy of a DewyFlower (9/7/2009 10:23:00 AM)

    a philanthropic poem!
    pity pity pity pity pity pity and much of pity that's what our WORLD is missing..........................................................................................missing............................................................................................................

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  • Delilah Miller (6/2/2008 7:57:00 PM)

    I like the emotion, the idea.Pity is nothing more than the feeling of helplessness in response to suffering. But you might be surprised at how many prefer your kindness over your pity. Lovely poem

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  • Kee Thampi (12/31/2007 2:23:00 AM)

    I love this- we may find him the - sluggard made this country- with chaplain- of this churchfeel pity about people in poverty in the widen city.

    I feel pity for the enriched poverty which is in all the city.

    I feel pity because of my humanity. (Report) Reply

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