Hi friends, Thank you sooooo much for your kind support...:-)

Today I had tried Pantoum form of poetry, where lines are repeated and some rules are to be followed...It is composed of a series of quatrains .Hope you will like it..:-)

The poem outlines the sufferings of people dwelling on road side..:'(

None can understand my plight

My stomach is burning inside

The days move with cries and fight

No shelter for me to reside

My stomach is burning inside

Food is luxurious, I can't afford

No shelter for me to reside

My life is transparent to the world

Food is luxurious, I can't afford

I lost the stamina even to speak

My life is transparent to the world

People don't have time to peek

I lost the stamina even to speak

What wrong did I do, to be poor

People don't have time to peek

My wounds are impossible to cure

What wrong did I do, to be poor

The days move with cries and fight

My wounds are impossible to cure

None can understand my plight

~Irfaan Meera

Kindly support, if you liked the poem..:-)