a girl child,
begging in the rain,
thinks of herself
as a princess
when fast asleep,
in her dreams.
young eyes,
speak of,
shadow of time,
yet has seen,
the ego of clouds,
pouring
, into her
dishevelled hair.
she has seen,
the forest fire in the jungle,
and also seen,
the lost youth of flowers,
taken by hungry bees,
the back bone
mountains, .are
silent in words
while on the otherside
very far away,
the sea makes i
its presence felt.
her hair suddenly,
touched my face,
and saddened my heart,
filling my heart with
commotion of feelings
for her.
then i realised
forever, i will
be a stranger,
roaming
and searching for her
in myself.
on the mountains
the cloud covered all.
her soul was dancing alone
and also her innocense!
making myself ask,
why her? ?
i like the humanitarian and compassionate elements in this write...good work Ritty...thanks...10
I came in to read the poems you suggested and found this I love it it has a beautiful heart.10
A beautiful heart touching poem, well written and ends with a question. No one can answer what and who decides the fate, we all have given roles to play and should pay more attention to our less fortunate brothers and sisters in the world. Another beautiful write!
fantastic ma'am..... uhh....awesome expression....i just loved it. i am left speechless...... absolutely awesome. thank you very much.
Her Soul Dancing Alone! Exquisite way of revealing the thoughts and life of the beggar girl. Great.
A poignant and tender piece of writing evoking feelings of compassion! Best wishes.
The poem marvellously documents the delicacy of a human heart, the limitlessness of human dreams &, of course, the irreversible reality...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh Ritty, what a heartfelt poem and so compasionate. You've really touched me with this poem. Ruthie