Theme: Solace

My Solace

I knew not the sorrow of the man
Who forgot his existence,
No matter his near and dear ones.
I felt not the pain of the man
Who is disabled to think,
No matter walk, eat and drink.
I heard not the cries of the man
Who can’t express his pain,
No matter talk, utter and refrain.
I saw not the strained face of the man
Who is no more cared,
No matter loved, revered and glared.
I spoke not a healing word to the man
For to him it won’t make any difference,
No matter this writ account offers him my solace.


More By  :  Khushboo Jain

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