A statue on the side, lonely now not seen
Over there for how long it has been?
It's carved back, turned towards the street
Sitting on it's old brown seat
His face rested on his wrist
His mouth covered by his clenched fist
He looks very tired, very old
But he still sits out there in the cold
-Gaurang Rao
Written for - http://bifocalunivision.blogspot.com/
very nice poem.....poor old statue...
ReplyDeleteGood write. Good take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteTerrific piece, Gaurang! Thanks for joining in!
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