THE STORY OF BOY( A POEM ON A BEGGAR BOY)

Written by Yasir

No one can take their eyes of him,
Moving with pride handsomely,
With backbone standing firmly!

Can never guess the chap's only at ten,

The gentleman takes the aerial route!
The costume showed his presence,

Although the eyes were hiding something.

All the way he walks,

Staring with the little stars,

And even the moon light feels shy!

Make a close look at him,

Contrast is the right word!

The little fellow stretching his arms!!

For what, every one taken to surprise.

Nothing more than ignorance he gets,

However, he continues the act.

The same endeavour and an echoing result!

Was he flown away from home?

The twinkling eyes filled with tears,

And the frustration seems obvious,

Takes everyone to surprise,

The Royal suit thrown away to streets!

Spectators should be in a dilemma for sure,

Mind may not agree with the eyes!

The little boy standing shirtless,

Owning a gummy and starving belly!

Words broken, but hear the plead,

“Oh my commander,

You gave me the cloth which never suits me,

The one who gifted this can't be blamed,

But, realization strikes after the experience!

Born without knowing the cause,

Lived as if I knew nothing,

Yes, an Orphan,

But and yet, I'm not.

I know my ultimate owner, thy.

Presenting myself, my ruler,

Nothing more to seek,

But, give me some bread, creator!

You saw my sufferings these days,

Showing royalty with a suit,

But by a pleading empty belly!

With all respect, I got the attention,

A beggar can't get all the fortunes,

Some ought to be dropped for bigger ones!

Eyes are going down, superior!

Here I'm, as if were at birth,

Appealing for some mercy,

Get me something to eat, my Lord!”