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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It was a cloudy sky Drizzle had just stopped softly On this enchanting evening, I was lined lucky As there was an ugly beggar who deserved care, swiftly I stopped my car before that hotel where sometime I used to visit for coffee during my return from office, to home to dwell Being pose area, side of it were shops selling toffee I gone straight to that beggar Enquired what he may desire to eat He was holding one bit of an used cigar Face to face, he was not willing to meet I used to treat deserving beggar with food of his choice Someone will ask for a particular dish But this man didn't even raised his voice Repeatedly I failed when I tried to ascertain his wish Finally the shopkeeper guided and coded saying he wanted only a matchbox to light his cigar When I tried hard to get, every shopkeeper just eluded As the increased anti-tobacco canvassing had worked clear The beggar rejected money as well any dish His world gets filled with just a matchbox He stood firm and let me only to pish As I too never keep such item in my toolbox He loitered and left the place, helpless Upset with this, I too lost my interest to eat I also left without eating, as I became useless Even in bed, with this thought, I felt my heartbeat I get delighted to treat deserving beggars, stomachful Or else with alms, to their handful But above failure led me sorrowful As I could not be fairly useful It is the beggar who gives me a chance to serve Of course, I had heartfully attempted and offered Altogether, I sincerely strained everyone of my nerve But he neither cared my efforts nor allowed to be adored This miserable failure mows me miserably for the past two years More so, whenever I used to cross that place every day True to say, my eyes were about to cloud with tears! What woes remain more for my heart to say? Copyrights reserved
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