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| Pic by Jeevan (near thiruvannamalai) |
Farmers pain
the well grown grain;
their sweater
the sweetest sugarcane.
their sweater
the sweetest sugarcane.
Paddy fields
the farmer’s playground;
with plow and sickle
harvest the starvation.
the farmer’s playground;
with plow and sickle
harvest the starvation.
Cows dung
the nature’s fertilizer;
cultivates organic
disease free mass health.
the nature’s fertilizer;
cultivates organic
disease free mass health.
thanks for the link on india green. interesting!
ReplyDeletei love to see a bountiful crop - no matter what type.
Simply beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is a very nice poem about the importance of agriculture. I like your photo as well.
ReplyDeleteAs someone who grew up on a farm, I really loved this. Thank you sir.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely marvelous! Thank you, Jeevan.
ReplyDeleteHow very lovely!
ReplyDeletethats plain, natural and from our daily life...
ReplyDeletenice pict by the way.. it is something very hard to find these days...paddy fields and such plain lands are turning to multi-storied buildings day by day
Nice poem and lovely lush carpet of green !
ReplyDeleteIt will be good if our farmers use organic manure instead of the harmful chemical fertilizers for the crops. Good poem, yours.
ReplyDeleteDestination Infinity
I love to see greenery..
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful poem. That too just prior to Pongal, its very apt!
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Interesting poetry Jeevan:)
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