Beaten by weather
Abandoned by life
Grimy faced lady
Life passing her by
An inkling of hope
Destiny she chases
Yearning for more
Acrostic Only
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
you nailed it!, well…., just borrowing Amias' words, but its true!and my heart breaks every time i see one whenever i go to a city…
A good write, but I wonder about "abandoned by life", she still lives, so someone or something else must have abandoned her.
Nice one vinay :)happy new year 🙂
sad but so true..!!!