CHILD OF WORLD”S DESTINY
On streets forlorn
Walks the child, destitute
The infant of world’s destiny…
In rags torn
hungry and homeless
roaming through lanes
for a morsel!
The rulers sit on a lavish throne
speak high volumes of chore
actions fail to achieve
war and blasts kill
the child of world’s destiny
lives as a requiem…
soumyav 
[ Smiles ] Beautiful poetry as always!
Thank you so much Renard ! So glad to see you here
Your words are heartbreaking, but beautifully written, Soumyav…
Thank you so much Lauren
CERTAINLY AN EXCELLENT PIECE OF EXPRESSION.
I am honoured Sir by your comment
Oh! My country folks!
Can’t you see the pain of the homeless and starving child?
O! Mighty ruler! It doesn’t pain you sitting on the thrones graced by despots?
Have you no shame.
Soumya! I can visualize the scene in front of me and with ur permission, Ill pen the poem in ma comment as inspired by you:)
Thank you Vishal for sharing your poem too and expressing the anguish in it.
Reblogged this on Poems and commented:
simply awesome
Thanks a lot Amit .
🙂
beautiful even in its sorrow, Soumyav……. ❤
Thank you so much for saying ths