THE WAIVED CHILD

to that child who is now sitting silently on the footpath,his parents....killed...he cries to get some peace

The pearl blossoms of life

today shed them off!

Rough strings fail in all attempts

to tie up his life,hard.

Splashing waves of time call up....

the morbid,groaning fears.

But he is stolen by himself,

Libelous laughters go futile.

The enemy within is free;

eternal leisure concedes his strength---

So does the bare foot.

Pangs of death lay buried underneath,

there's none to gift him love,

Love seeks him,anyway.... 

Reviews

[Raj Sahu]

Wonderful. Amazing work and really well penned. Keep writing. 😊😊

[rani]

Thanks a lot !

[Great Aunt Astri]

A very poignant poem. I like your descriptive use of language.

[rani]

thanks a ton.....