Written by: Eshaan Kumar Rajbhandari - 27027, Grade IX
Posted on: 02 October, 2023
I'm unsure for whom this poem is meant,
As I explore my thoughts while walking homeward bent.
I'm uncertain if these words will truly rhyme,
Unsure if they're mine, frozen in time.
Expressing thoughts I can't quite remember,
I ponder how to articulate my inner ember.
As I glimpse a beggar, a thought unwinds,
Do I alone see him, or is the world unkind?
Witnessing him bears a heavy weight,
Understanding the cruelty, my heart's compassion does rate.
A friend's betrayal in a business's tempestuous trial,
Could that be why the person beside me can't smile?
I wonder why people in these times can't be more wise,
As they dismantle lives in pursuit of their own paradise.
The sight of the beggar inspires this poem's creation,
A reminder of the trials I've faced on my homeward meditation.
