The Ragpicker’s Dream

[ With apologies to H.W Longfellow]

Beside the overflowing garbage bin he lay
His empty sack by his side
His lips were parched and shirt torn
Amidst sighs, his tired eyes he closed
And waited for the morn.
Then colorful dreams,
Like elegant fairies crept into his eyes
Making him swallow his sighs.
Each dream – fairy, in her hand
Held a magic wand
With a flick and a swish
It transported him to magic land!
The wind was snappy
The rag picker happy.

In this vibrant garden were chocolates and candies
Ice-creams and pizzas, and a fragrant breeze
Sailed from tree to tree singing songs of freedom
As he snuggled in the arms of his mum
Who sang lullabies
Ah, he smiled in triumphant glee
He too had a mother like other guys!
The wind was snappy
The rag picker happy.

Hush, he heard the jackals call
And saw the watch- man muscular and tall
“ Giddup giddup “, shouted the watchman drunk
Hastily he bundled away the dreams in his secret trunk
Knuckling away his sleep, but not his dreams.
With a secret smile on his lips
He glared at the watchman who stood glaring, hands on hips
Like some Neanderthal beast.
He looked towards the east
Where the dawn had splashed vibrant hues in the sky.
The wind was snappy
The rag picker happy.

1 thought on “The Ragpicker’s Dream

  1. ramesh rai

    As he snuggled in the arms of his mum
    Who sang lullabies
    Ah, he smiled in triumphant glee
    He too had a mother like other guys!
    beautiful write.

    Reply

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