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Wheelchair

Once proud, walked tall Effortless, but now I crawl In wheelchair’s thrall Bold voice, now drawl Old leather unfolds Topped by dust and cold Centered, as I hold To a fixed frame Where my leg lame Wheeling to spin with speed of a Push ring Rusty tune that sing a long gone song of spring Once a pair by side longing to guide behold with pride but now at curbside anxious, wait for a ride. Oh, glazed eyes that sighs I will rise and wipe my cries tears up from the skies made me not, but wise

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Kudzai Mhangwa

Date: 9/2/2017 2:52:00 PM

Such a painful and also encouraging poem! Thank you for sharing this Asad

Debbie Duncan

Date: 7/26/2017 7:45:00 PM

love it, :) sometimes people just don't understand.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 7/26/2017 11:55:00 AM

Welcome to poetry soup.I am use to being around anyone that has any type of handicap, I am slightly handicap myself. I wanted you to know this. You still are a good person in every way. You are strong!! My friend.

Robert Hayes

Date: 6/1/2017 5:27:00 PM

An unfolding acceptance full resonance to a plight that conjures will and tenacity. At levels of bold determination the poem looks sternly an affliction and sows a gracious seed of adversity into well-doing. Robert Hayes

Asad Abdalle
Date: 6/2/2017 6:34:00 PM

Well said, Thanks Robert

Ralph Sergi

Date: 6/1/2017 3:53:00 PM

A great but sad poem of being confined a wheelchair. My compliments!

Asad Abdalle
Date: 6/1/2017 6:20:00 PM

It is sad Ralph, Thanks for your comment.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 6/1/2017 12:25:00 PM

Tears! Nice work!

Asad Abdalle
Date: 6/1/2017 6:22:00 PM

Greatly appreciated your comment. Thank you Kim

Maricris Cabrera

Date: 5/30/2017 5:03:00 AM

Beautiful write, Asad.

Asad Abdalle
Date: 6/10/2017 3:23:00 PM

Thanks Maricris

Darren White

Date: 5/23/2017 10:40:00 AM

Oh! You wrote a poem about a wheelchair. I wrote many on the same subject. Are you in one, just like I am? Have to get used to use those push rims, don't you? Welcome to PoetrySoup

Asad Abdalle
Date: 5/23/2017 11:00:00 AM

Darren i was for about 1 year when i broke my ankle in 2001. it was also a time when I was in hight school.. wheelchair came to be onto of may other stresses that i was going through..thanks for your comments.