~ORPHAN~
Under a hut
He sat
He sat under his hut
With a lovely heart
Yet his heart
He could not fill
With these feelings
That falls like rain.
From left to right his
Shivering eyes he throws
Yet he finds not one a person
To keep warmth
Not even one lover full of compassion
To his feelings nurse
And to his attitude pamper
His soul is in pain.
He is poor, left with no caretakers
He cannot afford
Emotional food of happiness
He is an orphan
In an orphanage home of solitude
Roofed with a shattered future
Furnished with an undying
Memories of a past lover’s love.
He is a love orphan
And no one his heart,
Is willing to adopt.
---Fampah Coyish---
© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014
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