as the night fell ,the cart and fire and peanut seller


peanut seller

As the night had fallen
town was lost
in its life and glitter
who could see the
poor and broken
i saw a peanut seller
on a winter night
flame was burning
on his cart to keep
peanuts warm to sell
after a day he walked
home and none did see.......



Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-02-03 at 15:47

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
You have a poet's eye for seeing the story and you tell it well.
2025-02-04


shells
Sad observations, but you did see.
2025-02-03