Rhyme Time
Small wonder

You are thinking of the world

And rejoicing with glee,

While I’m enduring the hardships of life.

Will you spare a thought for me?

No one’s there to hear my plea,

The plea of a child exploited and dispossessed.

I too have a heart that craves for love

and longs for affection and happiness.

To fill my belly, I toil day and night,

I’ve to forsake my childhood joys.

Hazardous jobs demand playing with life

Instead of friends and toys.

I’m never cared for but treated with contempt,

My rights are disregarded outrageously.

With an unpleasant present and ominous future,

I’m treated with hatred and brutality.

I too want to play, study and have my dreams.

I’ve taken a bold stance and bravely stood

To voice my emotions, to seek your concern,

To make you hear the call of childhood.

Gazing at the sky with a risen heartbeat

still thanking God that we did meet.

Starry sky during the day was blue

Tonight I just want to write for you.

Skies are solemn, so is my poem

Only you can feel what my heart is showin’.

I know it’s not only in my imagination dear

Though you don’t speak verbally but your gestures make many things clear.

Your deep eyes, your beautiful hair whenever I get a chance I do stare.

If you too feel something and I’m true

you’ll know by now that it’s written only for you.