Pondering,
Here I sit,
The small grains of sand I feel beneath me,

The low riffling of water,
I could hear,
Although the lake is near,
I hear it far,
More than near,

The atmosphere becomes gloomy,
The sky cracks,
Horrible and terrific,
Is the sound,

Heavy rain begins to pour,
Ssshhhh!
I shiver and squinch with pain,
With each and every drop touching me,

The rain stops,
The sound stops,
But the gloom never ends...

Unattended office,
Useless job,
Father's feets,
Walkswith sorrow,

Once luxury,
Now misery,
The happy family,
Unhappy and down,

The love endless,
But a heart heavy,
Behind every smile,
Unbearable worries,

Once generous hands,
Now digs for spending,
The mouth,
Which made endless lists,
Now ponders to ask,

Ohh!!!
It's really amazing,
To see how poverty,
Can play such a tragedy.