Orphan Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

ORPHAN
Orphans wander begging in the street
To feed their dead body, with half meal
Smell of hate and cruelty, they smell
From the behavior of human beings

Where do love and compassion dwell?
They are homeless, to search them well
Heartless parents threw them to die
While some of them orphaned by parents die

Their hopes rest in eternal peace
And future dances with mighty death
Diseases settle inside their breathe
So do they infect even their death

Watch tears, inside their painful eyes
These are really, oceans of their griefs
When their eyes, suddenly weep
The whole world pretends to sleep

Writers feed on, their stories they create
They do present as voice of speechless
Behind the curtain, they are hopeless
To expect from them, is quite useless

How do they love songs of love?
When they inhale the first breathe of life
Indeed, inside the street waste box
Rotten tradition wins the game
Humanity commits suicide then