The land of hunger sees no crime To tuck whatever edible is fine, I await your arrival in great anticipation I have inculcated the maximum patience Will wait for you to give yourself up Nothing is too late for my lap up. Do you come from the land of death? You are a scavenger and so deft I know my end is near to be From the way you look at me Food for some may poison some Hunger the burning desire has come Food for you will I be When my respire will let go of me Food for others is life to me But do we have an option of decease? Climb or crawl I slide across Something waiting always in hides Will I survive this race for life? One satiates with the other But the bend sees charging another Now I breathe and now I’m gone Someone survived someone gone Oh! God but I still want to be alive
Sunkan, Very well written, what more I can say! You had come out very well in explaining the grim situation that is present in Africa. Prey's and predator's view were excellent, but sad and how true... sriniketan
Hi,sunkan, It is a good one. the first photograph always wrenches my guts. do you know the pullitzer, photographer comitted suicide after taking that snap. you poetry is good. it is always survival of the fittest.
dear AC, join me here with a poem, it is just a tribute i know, nothing more but to kindly the mind with something we should keep at..sunkan
dear shanthi, where is your poem ma, yes i know about this photograph but then felt sad the boy chose this for this week still competition is competition, so have to write to do justice to things given, hope you would add your poem here..sunkan
What could I do But stand by an watch When a bird of Prey stooped too close to its Prey God give me strength to bear this and so much more.. What could I do to ease the hunger in the world For I am but one lowly person and one too many too less God give me strength to bear this and so much more.. If I could wipe away sorrow I would If I could wipe away war I would If I could wipe away atrocities I would God give me strength to bear this and so much more.. I can but pray and hope The day would come When my dreams turn true God give me strength to bear this and so much more..
hey in a jiffy not bad yaar, grt grt is my friend lining up wonderful feelings in versus, c i knew u had this talent in u, slowly u r going to take over every one here, the lower ladder leads to height illiya adan i am looking here...sunkan
Dear Sundari If that vulture waiting for the kid to die makes me sad, your poem makes me feel a lump in my throat. When you say, I know my end is near to be From the way you look at me it is heart wrenching. After reading those lines, I looked again at the picture of the vulture waiting patiently for the child to die. Is the child aware that its end is near to be? Even without that awareness, the child will be gone as you say, Now I breathe and now I’m gone Someone survived someone gone Sundari, this is not like the tiger pouncing on the deer to eat it as that is an integral part of Nature but this vulture waiting to feed on the child is man-made. According to the laws of Nature, a human being is not intended to be a vulture's prey. If such an unnatural thing happens, we have only ourselves to blame. It is our greed that causes some to die such a terrible death. A lovely poem, Sundari. Sri
Oh! Mother Earth, I search you in vain, Just show me a few grains, That I can eat and share, I need the strength, to straighten my bent knee, And run from the waiting death. Look at the vulture waiting, Has he smelt death I wonder, Poor one,does he think i have lot of flesh, How disappointed he is going to be. I want to live, I will not accept defeat, Like the frog that is waiting, to lash out its tongue at its prey, laws of nature are defied, when it comes to survival Sunkan, hope i have done some justice.