Lost in his world, he did not notice the waiter waiting
So many food items, but had to choose by price
Just a couple of notes in his hand he was clutching
So while choosing he had to be wise
The waiter grinned, looking at the boy lost in confusion
He coughed, to offer his help, but the boy absent-minded, shook his head
For he wanted to make his own decision
Lost in his world, still the waiters presence, in his thoughts did not spread
~Gaurang Rao
Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.ae/
I love your poem, Gaurang! Thanks for sharing your words.
ReplyDeleteGreat job weaving the two challenges together ............
ReplyDeleteHis guardian angel, that waiter. I wonder why the boy's eating alone...
ReplyDeleteYes, the boy does indeed look lost in thought. Sometimes decisions are hard.
ReplyDeletenicely and cleverly done Gourang, tying up two prompts....and an interesting storyline...
ReplyDeleteGreat take!
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure. Sharon Bradshaw!
ReplyDeleteThanks Helen.
ReplyDeleteHaha. I don't know :P
ReplyDeleteThey are at times.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sumana Roy!
ReplyDeleteThanks HisFishHawk!
ReplyDeleteLost in his own world, we have all been there, many times. Very interesting and a nice finish
ReplyDeleteThanks Alan!
ReplyDeleteLost in his boy world--good capture of a moment,
ReplyDeleteThanks Peggy!
ReplyDeleteAwesome Gaurang, I simply love your poems :3 :)
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