A lot of memories
To remember,
For those who are
Living as an ember
We are not one
In number,
But now we are done
Thinking the time gone
No celebrations
Of birthday
But there is awaiting,
The death day
Some show sympathy
But you know,
Sympathy is not love
Nor an affection too
Poor orphan girl of five
Just like other girls,
Desire to play,
Like them.......
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Life As An Orphan...
RandomThis poem tells you about the life of an orphan that is too difficult for one who has gone through this and imagining this is too hard......
