The Mules Poem by Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
The Mules
Mules, poor beings,
Dedicated lives
Destined to carry loads,
Loads of soiled clothes
Of stinky sins.
Without right of choice
Bear hopes and hopelessness
Luck and ill-luck
Abundance and poverty.
No aristocratic ancestry
Neither horse nor donkey
I concur with the Poet's Notes. A very astute observation on people's lives.
Brilliant dissection of the nature, attributes and features of a mule that is unique of its kind..5 stars
Thank you very much dear Dr.Dillip. We can see mules-like people whose sufferings are innumerable
Yeah, you are right. They are born to take loads. Can't change their life style too. Very nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 11:30:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A deep and meaningful poem, voicing the plight of the downtrodden. So well written.