Beterayal Poem by Indira Renganathan
Beterayal
His passion is
Paddy cultivation
To the possible
Utmost extent
He does and reaps
A rich harvest
Always his hope is
The high sun
That he would be
Life long favoured
But
Sun should not breathe
Too closer to earth
He'll take away
Earth's breath giving
Drought instead of rains
So does his son
With a charisma
A bright smile
Giving a high hope
But
breaking his promise
Swindling the harvest
Betraying
He does and reaps a rich harvest.....I liked this precious bit of expression so much dear madam. Top score and to my favourites!
Awesome, what a comparison between the sun of the sky and the son of the eye, both benefit when they obey and follow the right path. Clever writing Indiraji. Loved it 100****
So does his son With a charisma A bright smile Giving a high hope But breaking his promise Swindling the harvest Betraying.....most touching. Beautifully penned on betrayal. Thanks for sharing. Five stars.
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4/20/2024 3:20:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Simply wonderful.....