Sonali Thakur Poet Free verse

Hold my Hand

It's a far reaching stretch,
Large people has flooded in,
I am not alone,
My father has held my brothers hand pretty strong;
As he makes the path in between 
I too am catching up ,
A carnival is yet to come
Huge creatures approached 
 as we stood in front .

Loud drums and hustling crowd 
papa speaks to his friends around ,
But I did see his one hand still held 
By that little guy on the ground,
Through a distance ,
there was this white eyed, black teeth shabby clothed crow like guy
Running right at the crowd , 
Wherever he went , people gasped.
And As he was approaching , 
I already took a few steps back  
He came right at my brothers face,
And He curled up to my father's legs 
leaving everyone awestruck
Then restoring to our places , 
People laughed .
 
It's a far reaching stretch,
Life is filled with strange people
I am not alone ,
But I too would love 
To hold my father's hand .

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