Crossing the lane in well-clad crowd
Could not see any other
Feast arranged in a dazzling way
Guest a host exchanging wish!
Stepped out saw a lean boy
Clean the plates thrown!
Greed in hungry eyes
Lick plates till no content
More and more came giggling
No notice of this baby
Eyes lifeless and lips dry
Look like a skeleton to me!
Bent asked him his need
Came a frail smile
Puny hands reach mine
Touching my feet!
Sat beside I wondered
We remain the same besides attire
Hunger has some pains
Pinching sharp
Could feel the crave
Penury gives this baby!!
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