Waiting in the car at a signal to turn green
I turned head at a knock on my window screen
A beggar was knocking at window standing roadside
I pretended to search few coins in car inside
Casually I tried to look at beggar face
Glimpse on his face revealed a surprising case
His face was covered with million lines
Seems as his destiny is lost and resigned
I could sense there ages old beauty
He was looking only few coin as courtesy
His eyes had mysterious touch of blue
How he has lived his life without any clue
His body was shivering and legs trembling
Like he was passing a million years aging
Not sure if he would see next day
Or soon death will snatch his life away
My mind was racing for some understanding
How as human we lost grip on such things
Did he ever cared what he want
Or only he knew what he had got
Youth seems meaningless to him
Deprived of everything, was it his sin
I was sitting comfortably under car roof
He has spent life on a coin, just as proof
© Rakesh kumar, Oct 2009
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