One busy road crowded all day,
Rags fallen, riches riding quicker,
A leper hand finds it's way,
While two others bicker.
Sultry surrounding cruelly rules,
Roasting a skeleton self,
Fate acting on him like a ghoul,
Caring father of past, disowned by his own whelp.
Why has he stretched his hands?
Asking money or little care ?
Looks at me with a broken smile and,
Buried eyes filled with despair.
As the colour goes all green,
Air slaps me in its flight,
That old man's sight tearing me within,
As I head home, he befriends the streetlight.
TRIVIA
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{ The old beggar on the street left alone by his own children. }
Day 15 - Letter O submission for April A to Z Challenge 2013
Rags fallen, riches riding quicker,
A leper hand finds it's way,
While two others bicker.
Sultry surrounding cruelly rules,
Roasting a skeleton self,
Fate acting on him like a ghoul,
Caring father of past, disowned by his own whelp.
Why has he stretched his hands?
Asking money or little care ?
Looks at me with a broken smile and,
Buried eyes filled with despair.
As the colour goes all green,
Air slaps me in its flight,
That old man's sight tearing me within,
As I head home, he befriends the streetlight.
TRIVIA
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{ The old beggar on the street left alone by his own children. }
Day 15 - Letter O submission for April A to Z Challenge 2013
© Copyright Salvwi Prasad[POETICbug]
Super poem, had a lovely flow and a pleasure to read.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Good Poem. :)
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