Poverty

Insufficiency holds sway,
Dawn chauffeurs meagre segments,
In this ambience, the children play,
Anticipating their paltry fragments.

Homes wear a sombre look,
Nothing delightful to cook,
The furniture is worn out and spent,
Dilapidated and bent.

Vacation is too much of a luxury,
Hands are dutiful in domestic drudgery,
Children wear undersized and patched attire,
At nightfall, with these, they retire.

Opulence is seen as an illusion,
A treasure hidden in the deep, 
Out of reach until they go to sleep,
Away from the world of seclusion.



March 28, 2023.
Writing Challenge - 'P' Words - Poetry Contest,
Constance La France.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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La France Avatar
April 3, 2023 at 4:16 AM
Thompson, excellent writing and thank you for sharing your poem with us in my Writing Challenge congratulations !
Emate Avatar
April 5, 2023 at 9:30 AM
Thank you, Constance. I'm honoured.
Andresen Avatar
March 30, 2023 at 9:46 AM
- I enjoy your beautiful poem, Thompson :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs
Emate Avatar
April 5, 2023 at 9:29 AM
Thank you, Sunshine. I'm honoured.
Alex Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 8:25 PM
"A treasure hidden in the deep, Out of reach until they go to sleep" - The concept of poverty is very beautifully brought out. Congratulations!
Emate Avatar
March 30, 2023 at 6:04 AM
Thank you, Christuraj. It's an honour.
Peck Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 1:33 PM
A beautiful poem about a sad condition. Congratulations!
Emate Avatar
March 29, 2023 at 2:32 PM
Thank you, Ann. It's an honour.
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