A child lying at the corner
crying at his fate.
A face that reminds me
of the lost happiness.
Just tired of existing ruthless,
it has many things to tell
and yet, much more to hide.
The innocence is lost amidst the burden
upon the little shoulders.
His pain needs to be seen
His cries should have been heard,
but who can pause for this little one
and give a moment of comfort?
His sighs vanish in the air,
being left out – leaves him nowhere.
His dreams twinkle in his eyes
but soon, they get eroded with tears!
A will to survive,
pave way for his beliefs
the need is courage, not sympathy
for he hopes to succeed!