Ashly Raju

Rookie - 76 Points (26.08.1997 / Iritty)

A Prey Of Losing Childhood - Poem by Ashly Raju

A child is laying on the ground

Which is covered of thorns.

Her torn and muddy cloth

Is flying in the wind.

Everyone moves around her

But none of mind is comforting her

Not at least her parent's mind.

The age of playing in the

Lap of mother and

Swinging on father's finger,

The happiness that small jokes

And naughtiness gives,

Tricks to avoid beat

And sadness,

And most valuable memories

Of childhood have lost.

Now her mind

Moves behind certain

Parents and siblings

With a hope of

Luminous childhood..

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 22, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 4, 2012

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