THE FORGOTTEN – Homeless

@ Authored & Created by: Anup D

As I woke up in the morning

The clouds are raging on me, without any warning

I surrender to their gestures and their threats

I remember, once I had bills to pay and the debts

But now, I’m lying on my back in open and looking at the sky

No food in my stomach and my throat is dry

There is something in the sky, because whenever you look at it with a craze

It always connects you, to your old memories and those days’

Those days of laughter, a home and pets

All I’m left now with is a mattress, one trouser and two cigarettes

Plus, an empty stomach, those old memories and now this cunning and starving pain

I just wish ‘O Heaven’ now, that it did rain

Because I don’t want to show the passerby, my dark swollen eye

I hate to admit, but sometimes men too cry

As I lie down here now motionless

A life, wants to exist my body because of this painful starvation

A silent revolution is going within me, like a self-realization

I’m a part of this human society, which is not even considered a civilization

Best I could be equated to is a pad, used and thrown after a cycle of menstruation

If I may be lucky, I may end up becoming a few seconds topic of some dinner conversation

I still have self-respect left, not to beg anyone to give me food

Even though I’m penny less and semi nude

Though I read once, that people believe in ‘Giving – as a Joy of living ’.

May be that is true, for only one day of ‘Thanksgiving

Cos reality if very different, bitter and crude

Many people here are not that nice, but may be rude

I look at life from the street closely enough, to say it is ruthless

I am the prey and I AM THE HOMELESS