My Little Boy

My Little Boy

A Poem by Sourav

Standing in the darkest corner of the street

Counting the steps of the sun

Hoping the light will flash again

In my life, before this journey is done.


There is no wandering moon in the sky

Not a single star to see

And my little boy is so scared

Of darkness, he cries and shouts rather hopelessly.


But he wants to move also, in search of the light

Desperate enough to live

Naïve enough to think

Of the morn, as I sigh in despair and disbelief.


Where the life has grown somewhat stale with me

Empty hands have no dice to throw-

Ahead lies the graveyard of buried hopes,

Tell me my dear little boy - where you want to go!

© 2014 Sourav

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It beautifully and painfully conveys the worries and love for one's child. The speaker could be a father or mother. He/ she seems tired, dejected and disheartened and unaware of how to make his/her boy happy; to give him everything he wants. It is profound with a parent's concern and love for the offspring.

I very much liked the line "Empty hands have no dice to throw". Brilliant write :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


6 Years Ago

Thank you very much for your encouraging words :)
you can see your own life through the eyes of a child,you can recall all the things you used to desire

Posted 6 Years Ago

dear Sourav... My son has fulfilled my
hopes and dreams for himself. Now he has
a daughter and a son due in November. He
and their Mother take them fishing and
enjoy the light sparkling on the river. Amen...
Beautiful poetry... truly... Pat

Posted 6 Years Ago

This little boy already has everything he needs, but he doesn’t know it yet, and he won't know it 'til the time comes when he loses it. Enjoy this moment for the future shall take care of itself, but this moment may be lost forever. Tranquility is just being content in the present moment with one’s natural inner light. How well we live is much more important than how long we live. “Some people die long before they’re dead” Shakespeare.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Wow, this poem is really creative. :-)


Posted 7 Years Ago

this is quite a creative work with simplicity

Posted 7 Years Ago

I took this piece as very spiritual...One following the light of hope.
I really enjoyed this art.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I think we all feel that inner child in us crying out for direction and light at times, you pen'd that desperation well.


Posted 7 Years Ago

Empty hands have no dice to throw-
Ahead lies the graveyard of buried hopes,
Tell me my dear little boy - where you want to go!

I love the innocence of the little boy in contrast with the narrators despair. Great job :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


7 Years Ago

Thanks a lot!

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Added on February 19, 2014
Last Updated on March 7, 2014




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