The moon abandoned the world tonight

 

The moon abandoned the world tonight.

from the window, I see the light

of flimsy fires built by the homeless,

fighting to keep warm.

 

across the street in the polo ground

they crouch, huddled in groups around

their little pyres, no more than candles

floundering in a storm.

 

hungry, cold, they’re not allowed to sleep.

I feel ashamed. silently, deep

holes in the sky open up. raindrops

weeping from above

 

steal whatever warmth there was, until

one by one the sparks go out. still

there is no cry of despair. hope lives,

filling me with love.

 

~Broken Wings~

More Poems By Broken Wings

Kavitanjali

© All Rights Reserved
Do not copy