He Was A Lonely Boy Poem by Sunny Mittal

He was a lonely boy,
who grew up shy and coy,
quit the world one day,
but nobody ever knew why,
he was a lonely boy...

Had a few mates to play,
but no to all he would say,
would sit silent and pry,
when alone he would cry
he was a lonely boy...

Always used to stand apart,
keep everything in his heart,
to no one he would talk,
howsoever hard one may try,
he was a lonely boy...

From something he was hurt?
or someone broke his heart?
nobody got any clue ever,
why he had red hue in the eye,
he was a lonely boy...