Rickshaw Poems - Poems about Rickshaw

...In the city's streets Cars bought with loans- Second-hand,third-hand models, Number two cars Soared in number. Parkings sprawled into The hearts of the roads. E- rickshaw halt Blocking the p......

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...The poor are lazy, languid, and loafing – the rich rut, Is this why many people of my nation have no hut? Isn't the concept: every rich is industrious, a myth? Isn't there a great gulf betwixt a b......

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...Their satchels (twenty five) within auto-rickshaw seats dumped, Same number (small and big; fat and lean; boys and girls) tight-clumped; Some hanging; some stamping; some hitting and kicking each o......

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...I went to see him after years in his place He was there waiting for me I started walking towards him a bit nervous He was there on call with me giving directions I saw him finally with my hear......

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...An Auto Ride A shuttle auto ,we were all into, a student passenger leapt in. Agglutinated her ears to the air pod, eyes wide on the screen. A small distance auto rickshaw it was. But she k......

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...This is a translation from the poem "Camellia", by Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel laureate Poet from India (1861 -1941) Understandably the story took place in late nineteenth century - early twentieth ce......

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...Men defend their mental status quo even through a mortal neglect. But here, a rare deed emanates from a girl’s heart. She plucks the puppy from the crow beaks that carve death. ......

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...I’ve never put a candidate’s bumper sticker on my car before— why not take sides—what are you waiting for? Death puts a stop to daily low intensity warfare but in the meantime— fight on! Wh......

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...Getting across Kantabon I find dense Elephant Road Left the old road-divider At nine o'clock at night; Pankhiraj Rickshaw flies in the air In the mysterious light of sodium lamp- The illu......

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...A North Westerly town It was an okay town when you got to know the place a well-lit main road a hospital in one end and the docks at the other end. it was equality sat in system everyone had t......

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...I search for lines, in vain, days, evening, night. Stippled heads are moving along a morning rail station, and Poetry sleeps at a stale corner without cover in this city-winter. An institution, wi......

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...In Chinatown Sales were down Rickshaw rides too Customers all flu......

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...The old dog got a bit long in the once powerful teeth Crushed his fangs on carrion left by the rest of the pack Pack of cards delivered by being Pack of lies suspended in truth It was t......

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...On the fourth day I am crystal clear. I step lightly. I am an arctic god. I slur no being, crack no shells. I am vodka and ice in a quartz prism. Day four is translucent, a star-black taxi ri......

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...From the third floor of six storey building I'm by the piercing sound of wedding ring After the evening crescent moon eyes me Path begets paths on my walking lonely The true hate teaches me how t......

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