The Orphan

The Orphan

A Poem by That1Nerd23

Living a life of poverty,
His eyes were far from blind.
He had no land or property,
And yet he still was kind.

The other boys looked down on him,
He was different by design.
His ears could not hear their mocking,
And only few knew how to sign.

He spent most of his life alone,
In a box he called his home.
Until the rain had washed it away,
Yet in that spot he vowed to stay.

He could still see the skid marks,
He could still hear their cries.
His body could still feel the sparks,
He knew everyone eventually dies.

© 2018 That1Nerd23


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This painted a world of interpretation from the title to the very last line. Very solemn, very dark, very profound and powerful! quite the thought-provoker this one. Well done!

(Stanza 2 Line 2 has an unneeded extra "was"....thought I'd point that out)

Posted 5 Years Ago


The story is captivating, making one care about its character very quickly. I related because of my own very poor childhood. The ending is a mystery, but perhaps that's the way you wanted it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I guess it's a message of hope, in a quirky kind of way, that everyone dies. Maybe that would offer the lad some relief. But it does speak of the stark honest reality of some people's lives, and how they might wish they were better off dead than enduring the dismal life in front of them. They rhyming meter changed in verse 3, and returned to normal in verse 4, which is a little bit unusual, and I feel makes it a little bit more challenging to read the poem, but overall it had a message and was well enough written. I usually prefer poetry with a message of positivity in some way, but this was honest, if not positive. A good effort, and hopefully I will be able to read some more of your writings eventually. Good luck. Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly

Posted 9 Years Ago


Interesting piece...... Somewher i could see there was a shift of vision from a third person's eye to the writer's eye ( thrid person in a commanding way).... I wanted the emotions to come hard, but the shift in vision distracted me though.... Thanks for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago



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