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Street Children

Could anyone see my eyes
Drenched in agony of pain
Could you hear my breathe
Eloped in heart of depressed World.
Am I caged in my own fears;
Or it's thee insensitive laugh, drowning me in tears
Am I born to live with adversity
Where no one  shows true humanity.
Am I waiting for someone;
As miracles can happen with anyone
Could you feel the emptiness,
When everyone is against you
Am I like other one or I am one
Who beg for living or to live.
Could you tell my name
As I remember myself as brittle weeds
Will I get  fame for learning the
cheat game
Do other think that I am such lame!
Could you see those wobbling legs;
Some vulnerable marks exposing  my bare chest.
This poem won in Instagram Weekly Contest held by @delhipoetryslam on the theme 'Street Kids'

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