Daily Labourer

The load of burden
He calmly places on his head
For the noble cause of the
Awaiting lonely parents.
His wrinkles spell the waves of smiles
As he unloads the pains of others.
His pleasure at twilight hour
The day long tough hardship measures.




Poetry by P K Padhy
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Written on 2009-11-22 at 11:31

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