Ali Adamson


How I Became Poor


A poor little girl
with other poor kids
playing in garbage
...

I was seeing
and thinking
about her
and my baby
and their innocence
...

Through a distance
she saw me
for a moment
with shining eyes

Submitted: Wednesday, January 01, 2014

Form:


Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (How I Became Poor by Ali Adamson )

Enter the verification code :

  • Rookie - 625 Points V P Mahur (3/29/2014 2:36:00 PM)

    Dear Ali,
    deep and serious thought of compassion for the poor.
    thanks for your comments.
    Be close. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,823 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (1/6/2014 8:18:00 AM)

    Seeing a poor person in a pitiable condition makes one feel poor. It is rising to that level that is natural. This may lead to extending help later if one could. Beautiful poem that is example of instant reflection. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 1 Points Bijay Poudel (1/3/2014 9:58:00 PM)

    The observer himself becomes poor. The so called poor girl could afford to stare at him in a shinefull gaze. Such riches she carries. Who is the poor now? (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,100 Points Ramesh Rai (1/3/2014 11:34:00 AM)

    A painful write. after reading i feel too.you also must be knowing the story of a king's son n poor man's son. the shinning eyes made you to feel you are a poor. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 568 Points Shahzia Batool (1/3/2014 12:04:00 AM)

    The first thought after reading came as the effect of an evil-eye or i don't know what it is called nazar lagna jo hota he...as i tried to find out the reason for the title in the poem...but then Valsa ji's opinion made me think i might be wrong...but no probz as interpretation of the poems is always open, isn't it? (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,033 Points Valsa George (1/2/2014 7:52:00 AM)

    When you see a starving baby rummaging the garbage, if you can think of your baby and place him/ her in your thoughts, it is compassion and automatically a desire will arise in you to pacify him/ her! A good poem! (Report) Reply

Read all 7 comments »

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. If, Rudyard Kipling
  4. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  5. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  6. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  7. Nothing Gold Can Stay, Robert Frost
  8. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
  10. Tonight I can write the saddest lines, Pablo Neruda

Poem of the Day

poet Oscar Wilde

(In memoriam
C. T. W.
Sometime trooper of the Royal Horse Guards
obiit H.M. prison, Reading, Berkshire
July 7, 1896)

I

He did not wear his scarlet coat,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Ruth Stone

 

Member Poem

New Poems

  1. Fluid Insturmental Intellect, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  2. Satisfied, Robert Ronnow
  3. Ones Parents, michael walkerjohn
  4. Fascinating Images, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  5. Dwelling In Perfection, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  6. A Line to You, Olufayo Ezekiel
  7. Remedy to Find, Tirupathi Chandrupatla
  8. Inner Workings, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  9. Colours, Daniel Rimero
  10. India's Rhythms, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
[Hata Bildir]