An Old Beggar

An old beggar's hard life

There was an old beggar,

Sitting beside the streetlamp every day,

Chanting the name of Allah all the time,

In the hope of drawing the attention of the onlooker.

 

Some kind souls like Kent in King Lear used to show mercy,

Giving him a taka or two,

Whatever the total amount was,

He would be more than happy.

 

Even if a very bad day appeared, he didn’t ever curse,

Just smiled to himself looking at the useless stars. 

Author's Note

In the last line, "useless stars" indicates that the stars are useless or meaningless to a beggar. He does not care whether they are beautiful or not, whether the exist or not. He thinks about buying foods for the children.

Reviews

[Mary Bosworth]

The imagery is nice. This reads aloud beautifully

[Md. Ziaul Haque]

I am glad that you liked it. Thanks a lot for the comment.

[Sophy Freebirds]

His life is full of utter misery. He does not have any time for luxuries like looking at stars and enjoying nature.his sole aim is to look that- his children don't sleep witth an aching belly.. ouch!! It hurt a lot. Touching write

~Sophy

[Md. Ziaul Haque]

So nice of you Ms. Sophy. I appreciate your comment.

[Sophy Freebirds]

You're welcome :)

[Avinash]

Rich are those who do not care for money. A person with no love for money is the richest of all and that was the reason for his smile and that was his love of for almighty.

[Md. Ziaul Haque]

Thank you so much for your time and nice comment.