Light And Darkness- Haiku
Festival of lights;
Child sells crackers to adults,
No sparkle in eyes…
by Mamta Agarwal
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20 Oct 2009 12:34
And that is what is so sad...
19 Oct 2009 10:01
Hmmm...am a mute spectator.
bye bye... bye bye
19 Oct 2009 11:44
This is... oh, I just want to cry! Keep on writing like this, Mamta, keep on telling us what you actually see. Even if some people prefer to act like there were blind. Tragical and extremely efficient writing! I know you write marvellous poems on 'nice' subjects, too. That´s what poets are for... always trying to tell what they experience... no matter what ...
C. P. Sharma
19 Oct 2009 08:06
'No sparkle in eyes.' tells a lot about child labourers. CP
18 Oct 2009 04:41
leave alone selling..down south these crackers are made mostly by young girls...may be today we have a rule..i insist on the birth cert to see if they are more than 18 when i appoint some one in the factory..abroad it seems worse..my little daughter studying in UK is waiting to turn 14 to take up a part time job..the extra money to spend...in india it is not that...and the safety standards and treatment is definitely better there
Chandrashekar A Posy Poet
16 Oct 2009 01:15
brilliant...brilliant... brilliant! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
13 Oct 2009 02:21
a huge tragedy and socioeconomic tumult portrayed in the poem and the childs eyes.. so well wriotten mamtaji.... wow cheers
09 Oct 2009 01:30
This three liner really says so much about the way we celebrate festivals....No sparkle in the child's eye as he sells sparklers to an adult....is really touching Mamta, This is a wake up call for all of us...10
09 Oct 2009 12:30
How Paradoxical.. a Sad tale behind all the sparkling lights.. child labour with hunger n pain in their eyes... Beautiful enlighting point here... this should be read by every citizen to see actually what is Light n what is dark..
Naseer Ahmed Nasir
08 Oct 2009 07:32
Mamta, you have painted two pictures on the one canvas of this paradoxical haiku. One side shows, festival of lights and the other side, darkness of poverty in the eyes of innocent children hawking crackers. This confrontation of colors has created a poetic moot ness of this sadly beautiful haiku. Regards Naseer
08 Oct 2009 01:57
from innocence to cruel reality........
07 Oct 2009 01:13
a beautiful projection of down-trodden, poverty stricken children, mamta...... it reminded me of my poem...silence of death....belonging to same genre...(time permitting, go through it, plz...) . But, i failed in projecting so much in a three liner...my compliments....
06 Oct 2009 01:13
That really paints some picture