trembling hands knocking the window,
awaiting for a penny to preserve their shadow

fighting with tides, no fear in their minds
hopeful eyes, searching for a kind
time of their nourishment with knowledge,
but palpitating feet seeking for a privilege
bewildering, aiding hands lost in the race ,
fond nobody to make a grin on their face
perplexing,the context is not of a meagre pity,
as its not enough to remove reigning mendicity
something definitely queer from this land,
alarming for the time to tighten the band
flying minds satisfying their own needs ,
left with none to sow a revolutionary seed
everyone indulged in their own pride ,
no one to preserve the flickering side
continuing, with a sign of connotation ,
move ahead to remove the state of pauperisation
11 comments:
Nice Lines,Nice Rhyming ....
is it by you???
@dharam : ya its by me...
@rishi thanks :)
heart touching lines..........:)
nice 1
@pinky : thanku dear
awesome yaar...gud keep it up
@vivek bhat
hey..thanks :) :)
Indeed philanthropic... In hope of better tomorrow!
I luv this one. this is so real and beatifully written. U go Girl!!
Itni Angrezi???? Bhaisaab!!
Bdw.. Beautiful thoughts wrapped up in even more beautiful lines!!
Wow! What an expression.
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