A lush green paddy patch to the bystander’s eyes,
knowing not behind the vista what hardship lies.
With blood and toil nurtured, starting with the plough,
sowing, growing, nourishing, lifting water until now.
With tender loving care, fighting spot, rot and blight,
and once the grains appear standing guard day and night.
From afar the family watches dreaming of golden gains,
will it be enough this year to unshackle the iron chains?
– Narendra Nayak © 2019
This is beautiful — it gave me goosebumps!
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Thank you so much; I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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The last para is really hard hitting Narendra. Well penned!!
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Thank you so much, Radhika! 🙏🏻🙂
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That’s so poignant
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Sadly, the harsh reality of an Indian farmer’s life!
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Nice write up !!
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Thank you so much!
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Great!👍
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Thank you! 🙏🏻🙂
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Beautiful and sad at the same time.
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The sad reality of a farmer’s life…
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Really deep as I have commented in previous comment about your writing. Actually I have not been feeling very inspired to write poetry lately, but wanting to write again. After reading a couple of your posts, I have just come up with tomorrow’s post. I shall dedicate it to you. Thanks for inspiring!
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Thank you so much for your kind words of appreciation! It is indeed an honour for me that my words could inspire you to compose your poetry. I am truly humbled and I look forward to reading your thoughts more often.
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Very nice poetry! Thanks for sharing it with us.
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Thank you so much, Lyn; I’m glad you liked it! 🙂
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Wow! You have succinctly captured the farmer’s plight in the last para.
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Thank you so much, Debjani! 🙏🏻
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This is very beautiful. Life is beautiful but hard! 😊
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Thank you Hollie, for visiting my blog! Yes, many a times there’s a sad underlining to things outwardly beautiful – as over here, the plight of the farmer clouds over the allure of the lush fields.
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Indeed, it is a paradox.
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