The man(poem-1)
The man whom you see
Is more than he seems
On descending from temple's stairs
A merciful half stretched fingers
Of doubted hand for alms
before you.
Yours eyes flash to know
Others feelings
You consider and you
Give or not
Pause or go
His tearful eyes without tear
Sigh once again
(2)
Both fall on others runway of life
And passed for theirs interest
Their livelihood and their aim
Of life for death
The glimpse of burdens of mercy on him
The pathetic look with hope
In one's mind
And other distresses by growing price
Both hurried to get for nothing
Both worried to suppress
Bye their progress
All others and disappear
The unknown and dark world.
by©Ram Kesh Mishra, India
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