LONELY CHILD

A 6 month old child

Looking at the gates of his place

Longing for his parents to come

With his wet eyes and soft hands.

Time passes by

And child gets older

But his eyes still there

Waiting for his parents to come.

People go and come

Pitying their state

But there is no one from them

Who can take him with them.

And now his eyes are red

As the 10 year is lying in bed

Counting his last days

But eyes still waiting for them.

And now after years

His parents came

Wanting to meet the child

Not there in this world.

And they cry and plead

That this is what they get in the end

And the child still looking at them

With his wet eyes but smiling face.