Life of an Artisnal Miner

Their hearts were filled with sorrows
Eyes with tears had become bit narrow

Looking at them I was completely fused
How could they live their life and what have they choosed

Those children’s were less than Seven,
But they lived in Hell and didn’t knew anything about Heaven

Springs of tear were rolling down his eyes
Hungry, tired was he trying to eat those flies

Terrible, disheartened my heart wanted to ask
Is this a punishment for them or a harsh task

Artisnal miners were they scratching for mineral
Buried sometimes during work with no funeral

This is what the agony of life
For each and every bread you have to strife

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Mayank Saxena is a geologist by profession; an explorer and an amateur poet with passion in penning down his feelings and emotions on paper.

Mayank Saxena is a geologist by profession; an explorer and an amateur poet with passion in penning down his feelings and emotions on paper.