A Gift Of Solace

I bleed in tears,

Every time I think,

Of the people who cry,

Without a shoulder to lean on.

The world is so unfair,

Thousand admirers for millionaires,

The poor, with no one to care.

I wish I could,

Soak all your tears in a cloud,

And make it rain,

To wash away your distress.

Loneliness is vexatious,

I know,

But with these words,

My heart goes out to everyone.

I write these words,

With a hidden promise,

That you will one day,

Find a home to stay,

With a person to gift you solace,

And you will smile,

With a heart full of content.

Illustration by: Vanshika Mukherjee

Written by :Vanshika Mukherjee