A blank mind
With no memories of the past
No knowledge of the present
Lost in thoughts
Most of the time
Now a homeless man
At a bus stop shelter
Talking aloud alone
Screaming at the travelers
Living a life of a strange man
In a city, he came for something
He had a long beard and long hair
He wore trendy outfits, but now unclean
No masks to wear during the pandemic
Living at the mercy of nearby restaurants
He kept water filled in leftover bottles
He slept on the bench at the bus stop
Be it rain or humid day, he remained there
He must have come from a far away place
He talks in a strange language
Not belonging to the region
His family might be waiting for his return
Did he lose his mind over a heartbreak?
Or due to a head injury?
At night, he becomes the guardian
Of the bust stop shelter
Even stray dogs don't mess with him
Even the Police didn't mind his presence
He survived there for so many months
And then he vanished without a trace
I wonder if he got back his memory
Or his family traced him for good
Image from Unsplash. Picture taken by Patrick Robert Doyle .Thankyou :)
1 comment:
The pain and loss in this poem are heartbreaking, and the morals are strong.
Stay healthy and happy.
Thanks for sharing.
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