Pangs of hunger and pain

By

Sherin Mary Zacharia

Out into the blue sky, up

Like pigeons flying together

Taking off with a loud flutter of wings

Screams rise uninterrupted

Echo in high decibels

Nothing to cheer on the daily race

No one to smile at the door just knocked

Waiting to open soon

Hunger drives all thoughts crazy

Rushing to hit the lamp post hard

Expressionless they blink day and night.

Every minute with a bone crushing pain

A frozen mind and a decayed soul cry

Dreams cease to exist in these forlorn.

spaces

Leaving it empty, devoid of hope and happiness.