Aflatoon Marzbani

Chalked Face - Poem by Aflatoon Marzbani

I perspired
As the scorching sun
Beat down on my naked head.
People watched and walked away
As time slowly rolled by.

On a hard city road
I gave life to a soft face
With colored chalk
I added grace
Her beautiful eyes
Spoke volumes and portrayed my story – SAD.
Not many a coin came her way
As people watched and walked away.

“Despair not! O Master” she said
They are a different breed
They care to know
Nothing about
You or Me.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Walking along the streets in Pune, India I came across a young boy drawing portraits on the tar paved road with colored chalk. He had drawn about six to seven different types of portraits mostly of various Gods and Goddesses but one portrait was of a beautiful young girl which inspired me to write this poem.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013

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