I was alone on the roads and streets,
Almost in the whole world.
I lived in a hut,
With a roof cut.
No one was there to help me out,
No one was there to hug me.
Praise me when I did something good,
Scold me when I did something wrong,
Tell me the difference of good and bad,
No one bought me up,
I grew on my own,
No one was there to hold my hand,
I was alone on this big land
It's an amazing poem, You written it so beautifully, it prooves your poetical talent, I like this very much, top marks! 10+++
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oh my God! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! it is very pain to read. how dreadful is life without our parents and their care and shelter.i loved the poem. makes my mind melts in the feel. gud work Mridul upadhyay. your name is very nice! ! ! !