the ant

the ant

A Poem by poddar kushal

The ant

 

 

An ant with its provisions,

The shade of rain on anthill.

Looking at it you have learned-

Someone’s leftover can save

Lives.

Crushed letters are getting drenched,

Free fall of rain on a path.

 Nothing special on this day.

You can’t quite see the next man

Desert is setting in mind.

Nothing special but the ant.

 

© 2008 poddar kushal


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A quick and easy read, with a well defined structure and meaning! Well done!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nicely done, my friend.

Wonderful dance of words, starting with the ant, returning to the ant.

Leftovers can, indeed, save lives.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Added on March 3, 2008

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poddar kushal
poddar kushal

kolkata, India, India



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life and trying to earn bread made me an advocate. mad at my own stressful self, turned to writing. poems mainly. but, there are several short stories published in my mother toungue 'bengali'.i live i.. more..

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