seedy hat crushed under
current of rain crashing
against the abandoned
park bench
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even though i am not homeless, i can feel the pain of solitude with yr poem
This poem manages to touch my heart. In my imagination I was experiencing the scene and it felt so real. A superb writing style can do that. Good poetry!
My God.............that words paint scenery of heartbreaking eyes to see. I wish we could be more loving toward each others, of course we cant support all of them but i am sure we can do something together to rebuild their life with a great system. Thank you dear for pointing this issues...it is a good effort!
A sad reality write we live in a world of plenty yet there is so much poverty and homelessness everywhere? ... all the powers that be should hang their heads in shame! ........well written MJ
Excellent write and a good bare-to-the-bones poem form to increase the power of the words. Dang, you're good. 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ and onto my fav list
A powerful write. This is the scene in many parts of india, MJ. There are hundreds on the streets, so hungry, shivering in cold. I feel so miserable to see them. You hit the nail, dear poet - 'there is no can opener'! ........10
You have so brilliantly captured the essence of homelessness. Another excellent write from a master poet.
Against the rough weather, people struggle for survival! There is no shelter to protect themselves in the pouring rain! What they have are park benches! Besides, there is gnawing hunger! A pathetic scene poignantly portrayed!
Ouch. Sounds like someone sleeping rough, or homeless. A vivid portrayal got your point across precisely.
It is. I often walk through a rough part of the city, and this is a scene I see far too often. Thank you so very much, Poetess.
So touching, it is sad that even in developed pockets of the world, such a scene prevails. The piece strikes in its simplicity and bare words.
Thank you so very much, Aniruddha.