RR (13-7-31 (see reverse) / Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India)

Which Is More Valuable?

“Oh you, my dear friend,
You know, I’m rarely found,
Deep under the ground,
My life being earth-bound.”

“I’m under constant pressure,
Though I’m held as a treasure.
From you, I’ve nothing to hide,
My value and self-earned pride.”

“A brunette or blond may be she,
She ever loves to wear me,
For I add luster to her charm,
Keeping her spirit always warm.”

“I’m the hardest material
Taken out deep down the soil,
To be used as a tool to cut
Anything hard, even the toughest.”

“My half-brother coal,
To play, he has another role.
From our carbon family,
He comes out hurriedly.”

“His lack of patience,
Gives him no chance
Like me to become,
So, black he became.”

“They burn him as fuel.
To tell this, sorry I feel.
He could’ve stayed with me
To turn as diamond like me.”

“Diamond, diamond everywhere,
Not a coal-piece found anywhere.
Then how the poor would cook?
Isn’t an intolerable sight to look? ”

“Before my coal-brother I bow.
I feel like confessing now.
Am I really more valuable?
I beg it’s for you to tell.”

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Comments (7)

Polarized Poetry [PP]…Coal the womb …the Mom…Poor’s fuel…daughter Diamond riches of rich…truly Masterly blended light and shade of life in poetic canvas … thanks sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
“Oh you, my dear friend, You know, I’m rarely found, Deep under the ground, My life being earth-bound.” ya dear all underneath the sould...... beautiful one and good write
'“Before my coal-brother I bow. I feel like confessing now. Am I really more valuable? I beg it’s for you to tell.”' An excellent job is done. I love this poem.10+++
mining of natural resources are as hard as looking for a friend to be trusted... naizz
Truth beautifully spoken in this poetry. Good one, sir.
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