Rickshaw puller

Hakikur Rahman

The wheel rolls around
Drops the sweating of the body
The whole day struggles on
Does he gets what is the real price?

He goes from here to there
Under the sun and rain
Life comes to the throat
Does not remain in the heart.

Yet he runs along the path
With the inspiration to survive
Going along the way
In no one's mercy.

  • Author: Hakikur Rahman (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 15th, 2022 21:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    I really enjoy portrait poems, like this
    taking one subject
    and diving deep, to unfurl
    the complexities involved..
    a wonderfully insightful write..
    thanks for sharing, dear poet

    • Hakikur Rahman

      Many thanks for the realization. Best wishes.



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