Orphan


A pampered child as I was
Always loved, cuddled and respected
Due to the radiance and brilliance
Behoving my tender and soft face
Coming out of my parents' ego
Or may be of their baseless boasting.

A calm but isolated in the group
Ever lost in my own thoughts
Chalking out plans for sustaining
My ownself and my family.
Once out of college I took to teaching
The small kids blind to the fire
Of hunger and starvation devouring
The poor families of the inactive.

The wedding garland round my neck
Lowered my head and self esteem
Only to see the affairs of my own
Neglecting the plight of my parents.
I am now orphaned by none
But my parents for reasons still unknown.

Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar



Poetry by BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR
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Written on 2010-07-01 at 07:15

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