The shadow of the moving boy

  • The Shadows in Light by .Bradi.

The boy stood leaning against the wall
As if the wall it self tending to take its lap
To have gestures in a feeling of love and intuition
Forever bereaved and lost everything in the meadow.
The boy has none in question of kith and kin
He is a blustered child who has no faith;
Everlasting  cropping up associations with none.
He is a beggar but not begging from door to door
He seems to be amazing fallen child on the earth.
Only God is his dependence to pull his livelihood.
A beggar has no duty to complete like others
It is not a profession but common to all
In the society of bereaved children who are desolated
Not only that it has not recognition on earth
But they are not thief as if they are fortunate
In the sense they dislike dishonesty and malpractice,
They have wide ranging abhorrence in the midst
In general and usual practice of life.
They differentiate  between the lubricant and the water
As if the the two souls are bestowed in line with
For getting the source of pleasure and life
In the depth of truth and  precision comprising real world.  

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