A parentless child,
in a wind that is mild
Lying on the bench,
without any lunch
Looking at the clouds,
screaming silently loud
With moist eyes,
with a heart that is deprived
with constant countenance,
with no physical maintenance
Saying goodbye to his parents,
with a burden of forbearance.
With moist eyes, with a heart that is deprived with constant countenance, with no physical maintenance. very expressive of the pain of the orphan child. great poem. it touched me. tony
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely brought forth in beautiful rhyme scheme with conviction. Very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing.
Glad to know that you liked it. Stay tuned for more. Regards Uswa Afzal, The Scale Services
A thought-provoking poem. Touched. Thanks for creating social awareness through poetry.
Thank you so much Nosheen. Stay tuned for more. Regards Uswa Afzal, the Scale Services
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a nice start, Uswa. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks
Thank you so much and yes I would love to read your poems too. Stay tuned for more.