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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

Copyright © Asad Abdalle | Year Posted 2017

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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 Login to Reply

Debbie Duncan Date: 7/26/2017 7:45:00 PM love it, :) sometimes people just don't understand. Login to Reply

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. Login to Reply

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 Login to Reply 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! Login to Reply 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! Login to Reply 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. Login to Reply 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 Login to Reply 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.