Lumbering feet across the pain,,
dropping tears were wiped out by the rain..
the kid was a beggar....
She cried out in miserable roar..
Dear Majesty...
Did not you think our misery ?
Relapsed into a silence
None knew what had happened..
pzzzzzzzzzz....
I will revise this poem lol
Comments
Good to see you Dimi after a long pause.
Nice poem.
The King can hardly see what is far from him. But, at least he thinks about it. ^^
Thank you for sharing this meaningful poem, DIMI bro.