A Bordered Divide {India-Pakistan Divide}
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This poem talks about the feelings of a farmer whose yields are divided by the barriers that cut between his farm and which goes on to dividing his country in to two. (India-Pakistan divides)
The Farmers is jealous of the Flying bird, who can stray on either sides and he also wishes the same, and he wishes that there were no borders.
Spread across the green fields
are the ends of my hands.
Cut over the human yields
the lines across the sands.
Stood as divide over the thrones
as so over the plough.
The labor of whose once
barrenned through the greens now.
My reach though cut till the sway
devastated plains though run endless.
And one pledge still remains of the sunny day
a walk across the mesh.
Of the free fly across
flaps that without a passport.
Envious much of those wings that cross
without a play to the vote.
For let me too squeeze with the air
and sport across the shields.
A jaunt for the mother there {Personifies his part of the farm on the other side his Mother}
hidden behind my winds.
Crowned, but a freedom of an arm
yet I ply for a few more spreads.
And wish to share my brother’s charm
and a mother that I miss in my meads.
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Krishna, the earlier one was a special effort for the contest, this one is a very old one, done 10 years ago….
I have actually not written anything for the last 2 years, its because of this site, I have started writing, and the dream one, that you are referring to, is actually a new one……….
Anyways, thanks for the ratings.
what is your email ID…..
Poetry is Fun, playing around with words and somebody Else's Emotions and topics and sometimes playing around with your own experience and emotions.
So Isn't poetry a fun game.............you play with the world in a few lines.
Good but not as good as your earlier one…
I guess just a process to write even better…
And thanks for te comments sir…
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