Sensitive Ears Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Sensitive Ears
There is a stranger,
He is lean and pale,
Wearing a tattered cloth,
He is waiting for someone,
Some people see him in amazement,
'Who is he?
Why is he in this great sphere? '
They ask each other with their snobbish attitude,
The lean stranger listens everything with his sensitive ears,
He smiles and mutters,
'Dear friends!
Don't fear,
I am here
For your welfare,
See me
And recognise me.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/24/2024 6:54:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Worthy words. Beautiful.