The Stranger Came Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Stranger Came
I had been waiting for the stranger
Since early morning,
But he came to me in the dark evening,
Being frustrated, I asked him,
"Why are you so late? "
He remained silent,
Again I asked him the same question,
Still he did not answer,
Then I screamed in absolute pain and agony,
This time someone whispered to me,
"The stranger is deaf and dumb."
People with disabilities must be provided with things necessary tomunicate with others. They shall be given special care and assistance. An interesting and well conveyed poem as always.
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5/24/2024 9:33:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem has created an eerie effect! Is the stranger the personification of death? ?