An emotive poem

 

The pain he has suffered,

at the age, so tender.

He's all on his own,

walking on a path that's unknown.

Oblivious of his whereabouts,

all alone, he's out

trembling with fear,

with nobody near.

With watery eyes

and bruises that need ice,

he's sad, facing a world so rude

with a destiny that seems doomed.

With nobody around,

still wearing the hope's crown,

his eyes with uprising fire

full of potential and desire

to beat all the odds 

and fight this world full of frauds.

Mentally and physically untidy,

still he looks up to almighty.

The strength his eyes embrace,

with God's blessing and grace.


From: Anjali, 202603


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