Melancholy

Melancholy


In the day light of warm summer,
The old lady  gone out of her home,
Toiling hard and walking barefoot ,
No slippers to wear
The feet became warm with pain strunken over her ankle ,
She could not walk properly,
Crying and walking 
She doesn’t have money to buy ,
So she went to look for some work

Her life became miserable
Sadness and poverty curtailed ,
Everyday she had to go without slipper,
Her feet burnt and became swollen,
She remained starved without having food for many days,
Yet she had a hope,
One day life would change ,
Brings about prosperity and wealth ,
She would buy new slippers,
And nice food for her.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Smith  Avatar
September 25, 2026 at 1:40 PM
A moving free-verse portrait of poverty, endurance, and quiet hope. The simple, direct language makes the old woman’s bare feet, hunger, and loneliness especially immediate, while the final vision of slippers and nourishing food gives the poem a tender, human dignity.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace