Of tattered shoes and shiny hair | RedPaper.in

RedPaper.in – Poetry
By: Preeti Vyas | RedPaper.in

There is this kid who roamed around,
In tattered shoes and shiny hair,

He jumped in puddles, across the ground,
With tattered shoes and shiny hair.

He knows his wishes,
He knows his dreams,
Water reflects his glittery eyes,
The Sun reflects his glee.

His carefree walks,
Scares the people sound,
His shiny free locks,
Turns their eyes around.

He catches the butterflies
And then sets them free,
As he talks to them,
About his secret mysteries.

And when they ask him,
What he mutters around,
He tiptoes with his tattered shoes
And disappears from the ground.

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