Fragments of poor hearts

Fragments of poor hearts

A Poem by Arghya Samaddar

 

From the broken huts to squalor paths,
the sound of poor cry hits me.
From generation to generation, from calendar to calendar,
the promises to reverse it fades away like a mirage.

 

Being less aware about the politics,
he burns himself behind the charcoal and,
hurtling vans down the street.
He kills his dreams, builds foundations on clouds,
holds hands with red drops.

 

Being less aware about society,
he cries out loud,
steals to feed the other depended stomachs.
But, gets a certificate of buried dreams.

 

But, the sun will rise, the dark fog will wash away,
the new hills will bow and say,
"you the creator of human dreams ",
"the world greets you to be a selfish philanthrope".

 

The roads will lead to development,
the poor will build their monuments.
One will be there to lead them, to guide them.

 

The history of slavery and the report of poverty,
the bread of god, the black walls, will wash away.


The globe will change the phase,
the exploitation will hit the race,
the burns will burn the mess.

 

The scars will build the road,
the burns will be cured,
the turns will show the light,
the poor will stand to fight for their right.

 

By Arghya Samaddar


© 2016 Arghya Samaddar



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The bible say the meek will rule the world one day. I hope soon, before it is too late.
"The scars will build the road,
the burns will be cured,
the turns will show the light,
the poor will stand to fight for their right."
Powerful and hopeful words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I liked this poem...this is a poem which exactly suits the condition of common people in india....A very nice poem which suits the political situation of many developing and underdeveloped countries....Great work...intelligent and skilful use of words in this poem....keep it up...
keep on writing and thanks for sharing...
Riddhi

Posted 1 Year Ago


Holds a deeper meaning than it seems. A very few poets can do that. Keep up mate.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I like the meaning!
Keep it up!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Simply wonderful with a strong, beautiful meaning. I love this,

The scars will build the road,
the burns will be cured,
the turns will show the light,
the poor will stand to fight for their right.

Posted 1 Year Ago


The bible say the meek will rule the world one day. I hope soon, before it is too late.
"The scars will build the road,
the burns will be cured,
the turns will show the light,
the poor will stand to fight for their right."
Powerful and hopeful words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A strong piece. This is really good. And contains a beautiful meaning as well. Looking forward to read more of your stuff mate. :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kolkata, West Bengal, India



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