The Orphan Poem by Ahvana Dutt
The Orphan
A look of sadness on his face
He walks on the bare snow, down the street
Shivering away in the cold
With a pair of dirty, filthy feet
People are cruel and Oh! so rude
Rich children never think
Of giving him even a bit of food
Poor boy, a day got only a bottle of water to drink
Not even stale bread he has
To fill his stomach
His clothes, no he has none
To get such a terrible life, I wonder what he's done
it s a tragic......their life were often overlooked by us. well written ahvana
mangle of sadness....the way poet makes it People are cruel and Oh! so rude Rich children never think Of giving him even a bit of food Poor boy, a day got only a bottle of water to drink
sad but true....... nice write.... thanks for sharing.........
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4/19/2024 6:02:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The compassion in this poem is touching, as touching as the plight of the orphan. Thanks for this one.