Oh poor thing! i can see you though
facing the agony that others don't know
with no dream alive in those swollen desperate eyes
except the ailing belly's hope of some inflow...
What rags to others are your precious riches
and that too at times even beyond your reaches
for your restraint defies your tender age
and to the world perseverance it preaches...
And you deify people who never deserve
coz its the only way that makes you preserve
your life from the shackles of a deadly death
and ensures that blood flows in every nerve...
In me i find a lot of you
Ah! never really got what i wanted to
Yet there's a difference between me and you
that i still have hopes but you have lost all through
that i still have hopes but you have lost all through.....! ! !
‘Oh poor thing! i can see you though/facing the agony that others don't know’ …take off is very humane ‘In me i find a lot of you’…splendid passionate soul you’ve…like ‘Unison One’…great poetry enjoyed much…. Thanks sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10+
'that i still have hopes but you have lost all through '...even sometimes the life around you is sad misery...keep hold this believe ' that I still have hope....' Thanks for sharing. +10
You show a very sensitive appreciation of 'knots of misery' in this deeply reflective poem. You have used the mirror of 'other' in order to tell the reader much about yourself, though your final lines are an acknowledgment that there is still hope. Perhaps writing this poem has been the springboard for a change in your life? I certainly hope so. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, I really liked this one, very emotional, very sad but kept me riveted to the page..... Ruth: -)