"11:33,Andheri Local to CST"

He stood there barefeet, his eyes
searching a little girl bye
his side,
holding onto his torn sleeve;
Amidst the hustle-bustle, he
sang his song, lyrics out of tune
just like what he seemed himself there.

His little eyes bright, full of wonders
sweet boy, i felt pity;
begging for alms, the little girl goes
I wonder should i?
Or maybe i shouldnt!
But it doesnt matter,
If not me then somebody
Else.

Comments

  1. Just love the way it flows..
    Reminds me so much of Oliver Twist.

    Really admire ur power of observation n morever put it down in such beautiful words..
    :)

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  2. "his eyes
    searching a little girl bye
    his side"

    I like these lines. Very nicely placed to increase the impact.

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  3. Hi, nice blog design. Thanks for your comment! yes my uncle does have a good heart :) I was surprised to hear he bought his wife a house after she had left him...

    Anyway, I enjoyed this poem too :) Nice work.

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  4. hey evn i go thru this sumtyms .. king circle to cst btw i nevr giv i gave food 1ce or twice ...btw nevr money ... they buy rong stuff right ? btw coooooooool oneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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