Poems on Life

children on the street

My little children on the street
braving the cold, their tale untold
invisible to all they meet

picking up litter in stifling heat
wearing smiles while walking miles
my little children in bare feet

chatting with strangers just to be sweet
dispensing lies, pretense cries
invisible to all they meet

gushing with joy they happily greet
those who pretend to be their friend
my little children on the street

whom no one knows yet all mistreat
cushions for pins, born without sins
invisible to all they meet

running around in bare feet
pain overdone, future none
my little children on the street
invisible to all they meet

Comments

January 9, 2010 at 12:58 am

Heart-rending, and is sure to well up eyes.



shabana hussain
January 24, 2010 at 4:18 am

This is just so touching.Your words wake up the emotions long buried and dead ,the human in me.The rat race has made us into machines incapable of feeling or working towards the immaterial..Thank you for these words .



Iqra
November 8, 2011 at 6:36 am

Awesome poems but i havent read all of em



Minahil
November 8, 2011 at 6:37 am

Wow ali mamu i cant believe ur a poet beautiful poems btw 🙂



Saad
November 8, 2011 at 6:37 am

Nice abu 🙂



Baber Khokher
February 23, 2012 at 11:11 pm

Amaazzzzzinggg! All i can say is: kuch kahoon to kaha nahhi jata, aur naa kahoon to raha nahi jata.

I had no idea you are such a sensitive person.



akhter
September 9, 2013 at 11:54 pm

Most of your poems bring tears to the eyes but this one the most.



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