Saturday, June 11, 2005

beautiful

Beneath the stained T-shirt,
filled with holes
and body's odor;
beneath the sunken eyes,
and dirty cheeks,
bits of food clinging to his mouth,
lies a boy
with worn soles,
and sore feet
and dirty hands;
but his brain,
his mind!
is waiting,
absorbing,
wanting to be reached
and taught something new,
something real,
something beautiful.

5 comments:

Anonymous Poet said...

Hungry!

Free Spirit said...

I think everyone is waiting to find something real.

. : A : . said...

Beautiful indeed!

gulnaz said...

rare is the person who sees beyong one's appearance.
beautiful.

gulnaz said...

rare is the person who sees beyong one's appearance.
beautiful.