A Deserted Soul

A  Deserted soul
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  She maybe seventy three or four
  All her senses has lost their lives.
  Only she can walk and talk to litttle
  Her food is little bit and her sleep is too little too

  In the age of her dying, 
  she has been deserted to road.
  Not by others.by her own daughter
  who received a lot in money and jewels

  She is now on roads
  as an orphan in platforms
  Her poor vision and hearing
  caused her to bear many wounds

 Though her daughter is rich enough and
 though she is residing in her mother’s house
 She doesn’t care to her mother’s pains
 All her motto is to drive her out and to 
 escape from the expenses of her death

 Now that soul wanders as an orphan to
 retain a shelter and for food
Is it right to us?
to push that soul on streeet for food and shelter

 Are we civilized to see her sufferings ?
 shower your love on that soul, up to her departure to 
                                                                        last bed.

SakthiRavichadnran
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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