Unintended Illustration

Unintended Illustration

A Poem by Mayank
"

Never ignore poverty, there are children who are content outlining their desires with water...

"

I saw her sitting under staircase at railway platform

She was a poor homeless kid, dressed in a shabby red frock.

It was drizzling that evening and commuters kept rushing

And there she sat smiling and playing with her two little brothers.

Then the water started dripping from the roof

She doused her fingers in it and sat on the ground.

She started sketching there with her soaked fingers

I stood there, amused and stunned.

Few minutes later, her sketch was over

Albeit it had started fading but I could see what it was.

It was a smiling doll, dancing and fooling around

She felt embarrass, when she knew I was observing her.

I didn’t bother her neither did she cared

Her face glowed next second, pleased with her own illustration.

She’s didn’t know remedy to keep her art intact

Either rain will wash away or water will be vaporized.

That was her reflection, painted so neatly on ground

An unintended diagram of her life,

Either rains will wash her away or the day

When she would be vaporize.

© 2014 Mayank


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beutiful and deep..nce...

Posted 8 Years Ago


Mayank

8 Years Ago

thanks Anuja!!!
Either rains will wash her
away or the day
When she would be vaporize.

Amazing lines!
I loved it Mayank.
Nicely done.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Ishita, glad that you like it.
Ishita Dixit

9 Years Ago

You're welcome! :)
Great story, simplistic enough to picture, the emotions of contentment in however existence is and how it impermanent it is comes through beautifully.
Good work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

I am into everything from, jazz, blues to classic rock and metal, sometimes I listen to rap and very.. read more
Roshan Nair

9 Years Ago

Your preferences in genres are almost identical to mine. I listen to everything from jazz,blues,meta.. read more
Mayank

9 Years Ago

Hahaha! no worries. There are few more on this site.
they say true that a poet's eye capture things beyond the imagination of common people. simple language. i liked it.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

thank you ayesha
such a great message in a beautifully written poem, great job dear friend

Posted 9 Years Ago


An unintended diagram of her life,
Either rains will wash her away or the day
When she would be vaporize.

A spellbinding tale.

Posted 9 Years Ago


My impression is the same as April's; the concept is beautiful and touching. As she said, the grammar could use some work. I would actually consider it a story rather than a poem. I like it very much overall.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

Thanks Jennie for a feedback, going through a damn writer's block and I am working hard on grammatic.. read more
Jennie Baron

9 Years Ago

Ah yes, writer's block. I'm going through it myself and haven't composed any new poems recently. I.. read more
Mayank

9 Years Ago

That would be good. Certainly, we can read lot other stuff in a meanwhile.
pretty powerful message that speak to the heart of the reader... there are a few grammar issues, but overall pretty nice write that tugs on the heartstrings..

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

thanks April.
An unintended illustration and an intended observation. This is a touching snapshot of a life and of a moment. Nicely done.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

thank you so much :)
A heart tugging read, and a great title, you've painted this picture so vividly, a few edits are in need but didn't take away from the sentiment of your story. Well done Mayank.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Mayank

9 Years Ago

thank you Frieda for stopping by.

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Added on August 21, 2014
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Tags: Children, Poverty, Illustration, Philosophy

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Mayank

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