Was an ongoing phase
Some time not too distant ago
Slumped in one of the worst ever fall of emotional slums
Yearned for a helping hand to hold on to
Anything to hold on to
After the demise of the deepest affections
Was heartshattered and at the loss of sensible thoughts
Logic left me to run off with heartstrings
Hand in hand, with numbness left behind
Was very much hoping for a cure to this suffering ache
Sought for 'bandaids' to hold the self together
From whimsical quiet small towns
To the urban concrete jungle
The weary search landed me back to square one
To where the starting point began
This story is not about me
This story is about that cold, drizzling, gloomy afternoon
It is for the angels in that bleak, grey building
The one angel who unexpectedly held open the smudgy glass door for me
To the heart of where hope for refuge can be found
With this angel's little act of kindness
I feel ACCEPTED, his acceptance of me
He knows and understands that I am too like him
Homeless from the outside and the inside
What he didn't know is that I have come in an unintentional disguise
Homeless looking but a spoilt brat underneath the ripped-tattered, worn-out looking jacket
He is slouched in overbaggy blue jeans
With a hoodie masking him from the eyes of the common society
Draped in huge, chunky, clunking metal chains
That add more weight to his emotional burden
Is that his remedy to hold himself down to reality?
The chains themselves offer good reason for the common bystander
To stay away from this angel
He's tough, if you find trouble with him
You'll face the chains that bind his everything
He may live on the streets with his other comrades
Those who are like him, you would call them "problematic misfits"
Deserving for their street life, being branded as "homeless street kids or street urchins"
But
I was with them
For a moment or two
I left
I see them
As ANGELS...
Who live on the streets
Fighting every single coming day with gusto
Who are no different than you and me
Only better at heart...
- Written in the past which is gone and over with a smile on my face (Urban Linda) -
