Care and warmth Offered she with Motherly love, when Patiently showered, it Armoured the orphan Silently and calmly She empathized with Its misfortune, gradually Overcoming, her boy Nestled in peace
Compassion (Acrostic Short Story/prose)
Care and warmth, the orphan needed very badly. The earthquake had changed his life completely. Just a day ago, he was like any other kid, loved by his parents.
Offering all her love, the fair lady protected him day after day. She had found him lying unconscious under the rubbles, bleeding.
Mother! Mother! he screamed when he awoke. He found himself in a tent filled with lots of injured people.
Patiently, she tried to console him. When he realised what had happened, he stared at the roof constantly, showing no emotions at all.
As days passed, his wounds started to heal but the scar would remain with him forever.
Shivered he, even when the climate was warm. Starved was he, though the kind lady fed him sumptously.
She empathized with the boy's misfortune and how his life had taken a turn. She was always with him, telling stories, singing sweet songs and trying to do everything possible to make him smile.
In due time, he began to come to terms and let off all the emotions he had locked within him. Wailing uncontrollably, the child accepted the truth.
Overcoming the fact was very tough. But the boy had renewed respect towards this generous lady who had adopted him and treated him like her own son. She saw in him, her baby, she had lost a decade ago.
Nestled in her bosom, the boy slept in peace. He soon grew to become a confident, young man who did well in life.
. Gentle aging souls Render us warmth Adaptive yet dependent Naive and innocent Dented with wisdom Prayers devotedly recited Amiable childlike heart Reciprocates love with Enthusiasm and trust Narrate stories aplenty To listeners and Savour every moment
There was darkness everywhere And with a eerie silence I was surrounded, I groped about and found a lil candle I lit it up as I prayed for the electricity's arrival As I stared at the candle, I noticed so many things..
The wax melted as every tick of the clock's hand echoed The dancing flame burned in blue, yellow and white shades The black wick had now turned golden and the liquid wax lay spilt all around the vicinity of the flame.
As the wax trickled down the cylindrical structure, It grounded the candle even firmer As the candle's size reduced every minute, The flame's size increased that same minute.
Though in sometime, the flame would be extinguished, That very flame was spreading light and driving away the looming darkness. The flames saying the never-die-spirit made me think, 'live ur life to the fullest, spreading happiness wherever u go'
Hi all! Welcome to my page. I strive to write poems about various random thoughts that occur to me. Do read and share in your feedback of what you thought of em too. Good day!
PS: All works are original unless specified. Please do not copy without permission.