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The WIntry Crippled
Bhakta Raj Giri Started conversation Aug 30, 2006
The floor with flaccid cotton
That had no buttons.
The roof of bluish curtain
That never looked certain.
The old crippled, as old as winter
Came out of the shady haunt
Dressed in rags
And gave me a wintry smile.
I looked at him with utmost humanity
But he looked at me with extreme cruelty
But why?
Who’s accountable in making him so?
Might be! He was fade up
With humanity full of snobbishness
Or the empty formalities?
He just drifted off me
With ragged and raged
Dragging and ragging
As if, not concerned with my human look.
Then I realized, the humans
Have degraded to such an extent
That even the doomsday doesn’t have the answer
Then what’s the answer????
The WIntry Crippled
Jim Lynn Posted Aug 30, 2006
Please don't spam random forums with this kind of thing. It's against the house rules, and it's not very polite.
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