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Wednesday, 12 November 2014


Toil all day for crumbs
Leaving loved ones, home sweet home
To fill your stomach

To fill your stomach
Which remains empty after all
Everyday in vain.

Written for Haiku Horizons: prompt "full".


Jeyanthi said...

Labor works hard, every and each day :/ can sense the meaning..

Sun Bloom said...

Yeah. :)Thanks for visiting.

Anonymous said...

This struck a chord with me. My husband returned to work recently after 2 1/2 years at home. The pay will be useful. But we all miss him.

Locomente said...

This is so sad...

Sun Bloom said...

Aah! That can be understood!

Story of our lives.