He used to sit in that doorway.
Had a paper cup in his hand.
The entrance has long been blocked.
No one has seen him recently.
His companions have vanished too.
Where can one start to look for him?
No one monitors the homeless.
There is no refuge for his like.
Is a kind soul caring for him?
I pray that the old man is safe.
<Deleted User> (24283)
Sun 26th Apr 2020 02:34
Carefully crafted!! Care provoking piece...just curious to know his whereabouts and well being, keep updated!!
You have expressed this situation well Abdul.
I also like short succint poems with short lines.......
Philipos
Sat 25th Apr 2020 22:29
There but for the Grace of who we believe God is Abdul. Great that you think of him - I'm sure it helps in terms of positive energy - I often pop in and leave something for our less privileged citizens. Kind of you to think of him in that way. Blessings. P. ?
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Abdul Ahmad
Sun 26th Apr 2020 09:58
Po, Don and Moon.girl
Thank you all for reading this poem and leaving positive and constructive criticism.
Moon.girl lets hope when this lockdown is ended he'll grace us with his presence.
Abdul