Poem | What Is Missing Is A Life!

An angel while flying high

Over a country in the sky,

Locked his eyes on a scene,

A little boy, in his teen,

Sitting alone in a slum,

Looking at his loving Mum.

Lack of cloth and lack of food,

Lack of love and pleasant mood,

Lack of breeze here still rife,

And now what’s missing is a life!

The night has come to give you peace,

A good night sleep for only rich,

Night here nightmare still rife,

But now what’s missing is a life!

Angel’s blue eyes full of tear,

The boy’s trembling (with) unknown fear,

God may give all”, now it’s rife,

When what is missing is a life!

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Moulik Mistry 7 years ago from Burdwan, West Bengal, India

Nice poetical sentiments expressed beautifully...

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seasoning 7 years ago

aw so sweet that was a heartfelt piece of work, and i related to it..

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cupid51 7 years ago from INDIA Author

Thank you Moulik for reading my poem and giving such a beautiful comment!

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cupid51 7 years ago from INDIA Author

Thank you Seasoning for your encouraging comment! I am so happy that my work is at least nearer to the reality. Thanks again.

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