The Chiffonier

The Chiffonier


I see a child with a rucksack.

Plastic bottles,scrap metal,broken glasses,broken toys bend his tiny body.

But the streets are his books,

Stars- his story tellers,

Faces he sees-his stories,

Trees-his monsters,

Streets dogs-his best friends........

He has found his angels of happiness,his river of gold


"What bends you does not bend your world"


A tribute to all the tiny kids on the streets(

specially the one I met today).We are more of a kid than they are and they are more an adult than us.

Pass on a smile to these little angels:)

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  • Beautifully written and drawn!
  • Lovely. Nice poem :)

  • Very nice!

    Is the poem too by you?

  • Good one!

  • that bends me,not my world..


  • touching story n illustration

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