Farshid Rezaee Araghi Poet I do not know?

Took a Walk...

Took a walk
On the streets
Clouds are bleeding
Drops of cruel water
Mingle with dust
Mud drapes the shoes
Grey umbrellas are held up
Shields against the dewy arrows
Paupers writhe in pain
Hunger’s stain on every face
Evening shrouds the sky
Where am I going?
On this wet path of solitude
Bloodthirsty moments are rushing
To feed on the silver rays of an orphan’s life
Cloaked figures’ eyes pinned to the pavement
Pass unnoticed and not noticing 
The hellish coldness, 
Which is here in the swampy grounds
Cuddling the hopeless sighs of a mother.

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