Turning Away Poem by kanav justa
Turning Away
I went into an elite bar
And asked for precious wine
I tipped few dollars to thomas
To Impress some friends of mine
Then in search of expensive boots
I went to the nearest store
On my way I tipped tracy
Who I wonder was a whore
As in street I was passing by
With haughty head and collers high
My feet I felt did not touch the ground
My pompous soul was at the sky
I saw a man approaching me
I could sense he was in pain
Called lunatic my dudes of town
Though we knew he was all sane
He greeted them with sparkling smile
And they greeted him with stones
No friend he had to share his grief
So at night he would quietly moan
Low voice I heard as he gazed at me
He asked me for a peny
He requested me to search my jeans
If my pockets had them any
The old man wore a ragged shirt
He had a big brown beard
Cold and dry I passed him by
As if no words reached my ear
At time of day we are sightless
Nightfalls we close our eyes
We might hear the laughing men
We will never hear their cries
Suffering humanity-if only we could be more helpful and give them a kind word or a smile as well. Good poem on this theme.
A mirror held up to society to reflect our selfishness and self importance as we become deaf, dumb and blind to peoples needs, as we walk on by losing our souls along the mean streets of life! Inspired and excellent write!
Charity is the worship as I think well writ poem thank you
Touched my heart! So true and the scene moved just infront of my eyes! The day I denied a penny to a female beggar last year hurt me so much even to date. I woe her my sincere apologies!
a good one.......its nice to help the needy but there are some who do no efforts inspite of being fit physically and try to earn fast money!
a true reflection of today's society. lending a helping hand is a good thing
Excellent write. While we all sit in our luxurious homes gorgeing ourselves we really should be taking thought to those with nothing, all over the world. Thank You
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I would like to translate this poem
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This is a truthful depiction of our callous attitude to life and its suffering! We are becoming so sightless! The last stanza is really beautiful! !