In the darkest streets
where sorrow dwells,
A boy of strength,
his story tells.
With teapot in hand,
his dreams held tight,
He sells his brew
from morning light.
No hint of sorrow,
no, not a trace,
For he carries burdens
within his grace.
His weary eyes,
behind a smile concealed,
A painful truth
yet to be revealed.
With every cup
he pours in jest,
Laughter erupts
to mask the unrest.
His heart, heavy
and burdened so,
Through humor's veil,
his sadness won't show.
Through all the struggles,
he remains strong,
To support his family,
where he belongs.
He carries their hopes
upon his shoulder,
A silent hero, as the
nights grow colder.
So raise your cups,
sip the bitter brew,
But know, behind laughter,
sadness rings true.
For the boy who hides
his sorrow's cry,
May his dreams find
solace in the sky.
The first poem on Poem Hunter, very intelligently conceived and excellently depicted. Hence a premier poem, but still the Member Poem Of The Day. A fantastic poem. Congratulations for The Member Poem Of The Day
A fantastic tribute to the hard worker to support his family, realistic sentences, but beautifully written in poetic form, a fascinating tragicomic poem.
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I would like to translate this poem
Oh I love this poem so much. I reality many live but spoken so less of. Beautiful and captivating words, I would love to read more of your poems, send to me when you write more.