Yet To Come Off

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
0 Altın Yaprak
Yes it is one of the finest achievements To feel proud and live with the moment First of its kind never heard by developing countries But we have failed to pictures miseries Millions are starving Another millions are daily dying Even in our own country, females are not allowed To take free breathe and see open world Mothers shed tears over loss of their daughters Repent the cruel behavior of male brothers What has happened them at the outset? Why are we suffering early fate? No doubt the feat can be celebrated It is feather in cap and we are all elated But can we afford when we need more attention At home front for poverty alleviation For purification of rivers we may need years God only knows if that is proved wrong sans fears Let poorest of poor feel part of our victory drive Let them have two square meals to survive? Mars shine may fade sometimes but not grain godowns! They speak about our negligence and ignorance Cattle and human beings suffer for criminal wastage We have yet to come off the age

Bu şiire çeviri ekle ·

Bu şiiri puanla

Henüz puan verilmemiş

Yıldıza dokunarak 1–10 arası puan ver

Yorumlar

Yorum yapmak için giriş yapmalısın.

Giriş yap

Bu şiire henüz yorum yapılmamış. İlk sen ol.

Sana daha iyi bir okuma deneyimi sunabilmek için sitemizde çerez kullanıyoruz. Kişisel verilerin KVKK ve GDPR kapsamında işlenir; hangi çerezlere izin verdiğini dilediğin zaman değiştirebilirsin.