![]() i like it blendedA Poem by poddar kushalI like it blended The sweat and the market. Life on the village is stirring. The beggar and the thief Half heartedly handing over Their loots to the leader. The vendor ventures to buy a Garment for a little girl. This village’s idiot looks far A dawn of blood faced clouds Moving in, a mule upturns head And cries to greet a rain… The sweat and the market moves to Blend with a soaked up laugh Blown up from a couple of girl, Pleasures so simple still Exists exists in their earth.
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6 Reviews Added on May 21, 2008 Author![]() poddar kushalkolkata, India, IndiaAboutlife 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..Writing
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