Poetry Depicting the Plight of the Rural Migrants

By Shashikant Nishant Sharma

In the vast expanse of fields they toil,

The rural migrants, their hopes embroiled.

Leaving their homes, their villages behind,

Seeking better prospects, a new life to find.

Through dusty roads and uncertain trails,

They journey forth, their spirit never fails.

Dreams in their eyes, determination their guide,

They face the challenges with an unwavering stride.

From sunup to sundown, their hands never rest,

Working the soil, giving it their best.

Yet, their economic status remains a plight,

As they battle hardships, day and night.

Their labor fuels the cities’ bustling might,

Yet their own pockets struggle, a constant fight.

They build the skyscrapers, brick by brick,

But their own dreams seem just out of reach.

Their wages are meager, their earnings slim,

Struggling to provide, their chances seem grim.

But within their hearts, resilience resides,

A burning fire that no hardship can hide.

They yearn for a future where opportunities abound,

Where their efforts and sacrifices are truly renowned.

A world where their economic status can rise,

And their aspirations can touch the skies.

Let us not forget their struggles, their plight,

For they are the backbone, the true source of light.

Together, let’s work towards a better tomorrow,

Where rural migrants find solace from their sorrow.

For every field they sow, every harvest they reap,

Deserves a fair share, a promise we must keep.

So, let us join hands, bridge the divide,

And empower their dreams, side by side.

For in their hands lies the potential untold,

To transform their lives, to break the mold.

May their economic status find new heights,

As they journey towards prosperous sights.