vinod ryer

Rookie (26-09-1984 / india)

The Invisible Women - Poem by vinod ryer

The coins jingled as she walked,
She is the invisible woman, I saw at a stop.
Clothed in rags and carrying a plate,
People saw her and appeared more thankful for their fate.
Begging was she desperately for food and money,
She was invisible and amusement to many.
Old and wrinkled were her skin,
I guess she had neither friends nor kin.
She appeared dead tired,
Still not a coin in her plate was fired.
She is the invisible woman, who barely caught anybody’s attention,
All around me people were flocked with their own quota of work and tension.
She came to me and looked in my eyes,
All I did was look away ignoring her sight.
Pricked was I by my sense of conscience,
I gave her a rupee and stared in silence.
She bowed before me and she touched my leg,
Curse hell because still for a living she will have to beg.
My invisible woman was older than my grandmother,
However, she ain`t got anyone to care for and look after her.
Filled with pity I looked away,
Treading slowly, she walked the weary way.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 2, 2005

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