Background - This poetry portrays a true incident. This poet helps an older woman to cross the road and earns respect, blessings and a valuable smile. This poetry gives away the message that how caring one should be in terms of showing some respect to our elders.
When I’m lonely through the street
I
behold an old woman
With
wrinkled and gnarled skin
Pretending to cross the road
Her
legs seems to be shivered
Her
face seems to be disturbed
She
stood impatiently nearby the road
Gazing
at the dashing streets
Big
duckers rushed smashing the dust
And
small ones slithered on the crust
No
one turned to help this needy
At
her severe hours of agony
The
anxious crowd moaned among themselves
They
had no time to lend their hands
That
they all moved away in no time
As
they were not a part of this game
This
sight and thought motivated me
To
eject from the crowd to lend my hands
Old
people should never be ignored
For
they are the patrons of this land
I
clasped her shivering hand in hand
Made
her way to cross the road
The
woman thanked me in joyous glee
This
shed a lot more blessings for me
When
this world will learn to share?
The
old with their respect and care
Love
and care resides in all of us
Just
find some time to fill our hearts
With such thoughts and deeds of kindness
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