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Wordle#2 Blessing in Disguise

We are destined like this
She whispered in his ears
To console her younger brother
She wiped his ceaseless tears

Their daily chores start with
washing dishes and ferry bricks
Under the sunlight among silent whines
There is a dream lying, close to kick

There is a strange rhyme he listen 
In those green paddy fields
None but of his heart
 To learn and read

How difficult it is to give up
On dreams and forget ''to wish'' 
Engraving notes on the bare land
He don't want to see their fate wicked

We will read no matter what
She said hugging him tight
Perhaps, the courage 
out of hard times was 
a blessing in disguise

Comments

  1. Would be lovely if one day soon, we can empower every child with a proper education :)

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    1. That's a dream :) Hoping it to come true soon.

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  2. Very touching poem. You did an excellent job with the prompt - and took it to a totally new level.

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  3. The entire poem is touching esp these lines :

    How difficult it is to give up
    On dreams and forget ''to wish''

    P.S Good to be back here <3

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  4. How difficult it is to give up
    On dreams and forget ''to wish''.. loved the way the wordle took you to write on child education...

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    1. Wordle weaved a sudden imagination :D I was wondering after writing it.
      Thanks, Gazal :)

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  5. Hope in future each childhood is spent in schhol and not doing odd jobs. A unique poem composed.

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    1. I wish and pray for the same. Thank you, Kalpana :)

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  6. absolutely! very positive vibes in the narrative... beautiful simran :)

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    1. Thanks dear, Jeevan :)
      It feels good that you find my creations beautiful.

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