An Old Man With Handful Of Bliss Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

An Old Man With Handful Of Bliss
Expression sounds like a weird kiss
A witnessed reality, no one shouldn't miss
I'm going to tell you all, how happened this.

An old man with a bag full of chocolates
Watching in the corner of street with a pet
His eyes glitters like stars whenever
Any child passes through there.

He has no one in this world to care
Except a stray dirty dog as his pair.
Indeed, no one tried to feel his pain
As it is not concerned with their gain.

He offers a handful of chocolates to baba,
Carrying toddlers and kids following Papa.
Just to watch bliss glowing inside their eyes
And feel passion of joy as an intellectual wise.

Face of any child to whom he offers sweets
Reminds him, grandson and granddaughter
Burried terribly in devastating desaster
Since then, he thinks, he had lost heart beats.

He intends to captivate reflection of his kids
Watching and sharing sweets to children.
Divine delight he perceives in their giggle
Infinite source of Bliss he thinks, he is sharing.

Stopping those all who are carrying baby
He is still seemed in the street sharing sweets
The old man with handful of infinite bliss
Waiting to share smile with Angelic Face.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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