Dhoti Poems - Poems about Dhoti

...Mahatma Gandhi While travelling through Rural villages Encountered the poverty of Womenfolk Having just single linen to wear Washing one end of it While wrapping their body With the other ......

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...We die for land everyday, With blood and sweat spent in it, Just to end in two yards of grave, But look at the poor fisherman, With half stomach wrapped in dhoti, Standing on the golden shore, ......

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...Sunny day it was ,yet he walked miles away. Bare foot on the ground ,with mud all round, He walked anyway. With a white dhoti and a lathi, He used to say the word Azadi. Finally the day ......

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...She also dies to be reborn in hallucination. Her spouse’s corpse is wrapped in a white dhoti. She makes everything safe within the walls, slamming the windows and doors. Bacteria perf......

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...When all the world is a giant burden, Banerji sir, my colleague, a true SST Allen. “Maan ki bat Modi ke Sath; rest other shun,”, Says always my friend Banarji, never stun Or stagger or st......

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...The village where my father was born. After many years Still has not changed Except that electricity has arrived , The road blacktopped has deteriorated, And thatched-roof ......

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...The world dims to a standstill in shouting incoherencies the fluttering heart spew, clinching on today through the vagaries of inertness, and seeking liberty, he sings the song of life. Then......

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...A man like this, Who sacrifices his entire life for the betterment of our country uniting whole nation. Who reached his goal digesting every tension. India become independent without any war, ......

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...Life lays mines of challenge on his way, but Karithandan is a tough warrior. An English engineer whirls in the current of confusion at the foot of the mountain. Enchanted by the white smile, Karitha......

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...A sound of orient - He looks like a fragranced oasis in this city; a lean, yet muscular man in a dhoti, sweaty; playing flute, a plateful of bland food in front of him, his humble surroundin......

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