Below the dimly lit sky
On the gravel earth
A little girl let a sigh
On all that hurt
Life as an orphan is hard
Ignorant of mother's love
And it is always an unlucky card
These innocents longingly see to the dove
She walks away between barley fields
Running her hand on them
Almost forgetting her hollow yields
And her torn hem
There stood a tall man
Who used to walk with her
They sometimes together ran
It was a fragment of joy that bit her
Smiling her innocent smile
Ignorant of the woeful mad world
And those sinister vile
She knew the joyful sad word
Afterall nature took her growth
So she knew to love
And to speak the piercing truth
Sometimes sweetly she asks how
A day came when she had a job
A day came when the old man could,
No longer run or jog
But give a happy grin he should
Another day came when,
She had her last joke with him
Soon woe would spread in the glen
And a day gray and dim
She took her first solitary walk
Through the fields so beautiful
But with no one to talk
And woe so bountiful
It was time to stand and think,
Help another child's bliss
Now she had no desire for pink
But just a mild wish
you have brought the depth of the sadness in your poem...lovely
nice poem about loneliness of orphan. very sad though.
A very intensely emotional and poignant poem, so well written taking us into the life of this little girl. You have great compassion for others in life, because you have experienced so much heartache yourself. Experience has been your teacher and you have learned well, that truth is exposed in what you have written. You have amazing talent as a poet, I can identify with woe as I have had much of it also. Keep writing, Vittal and I will continue reading your poetry. Thank you for sharing it, RoseAnn
Orphanage in another word is a curse and a synonym to poverty.Very well written and realistic verses here.I appreciate this good poetry and may God help the orphaned with his and her best of graces.
You are a very gifted young Poet, It is a pleasure to read your gifts. Raw though it is in places, it comes from the heart. I hope soon to see you in brighter pastures. As Jesus Loves you, you will soon shine and be free from the Gloom.I cannot wait to see you in Love. That will Light up your Life.The sooner the better I say.
all this from the mind of a fifteen year old? i salute and bow to your genius! 10/10 way to Go.
nice narrative poem, nice rhymes, thank you for sharing...10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmm.. a nice sad story of an orphan... :)