Penny on the Road

by Sunshine   Oct 17, 2011


Early days
seized chaos,
and though waking up
felt like riding an old train
that needs construction,
but still I "unnoticed" the
blast of noise and confusion
around me.

Trying to reach you, I lost
a penny each single day
on the road, however
not that I cared about
the money I've lost but
I still wonder how I've
reached poverty that soon.

I festered in the sun, lost
on daily basis unable to
reach the unknown,
though all the places I've
passed by were anonymous.

Now laying here deprived
on the streets that I can
doubtlessly call home, I search
for the last coinage, questioning
if you'd ever understand the
meaning in my poetry,
the pain I cannot defeat...
because I have nothing left
now, except for the road.

And that man standing
on the corner, holding
a coin of hope between
his fingers.

By: Rania Moallem

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  • 12 years ago

    by One Man Clan

    Reading this again gives me goosebumps

    SO inspiring! and full of hope.

    god bles su

  • 13 years ago

    by Romeo Naces

    "..a coin of hope between his fingers.."

    a most poetically picturesque phrase..thanks for sharing this with us, ms sunshine.

    Sincerely,
    Rom

  • 13 years ago

    by Hellon

    The days were early
    for the chaos it seized,
    and though waking up
    felt like riding an old train
    that needs construction,
    but still I "unnoticed" the
    blast of noise and confusion
    around me.

    ^^^

    You need to change the word ''it' in the second line to 'they' because you say days in line one which is plural.

    Trying to reach you, I lost
    a penny each single day
    on the road, however
    not that I cared about
    the money I've lost but
    I still wonder how I've
    reached poverty that soon.

    ^^^^

    I think you should chop Í've lost'in line five. It's not really necessary and, you have used I lost in line one.

    I festered in the sun, lost
    on daily basis unable to
    reach the unknown,
    though all the places I've
    passed by were anonymous.

    ^^^

    Once again..lost is not necessary in line one I feel, I think by removing it it will add strength to the word festered.

    Now laying here deprived
    on the streets that I can
    doubtlessly call home, I search
    for the last coinage, questioning
    if you'd ever understand the
    meaning in my poetry,
    the pain I cannot defeat...
    because I have nothing left
    now, except for the road.

    And that man standing
    on the corner, holding
    a coin of hope between
    his fingers.

    I'm not sure if these last two stanzas are a continuation but, as you have a period after road I think not. The last stanza had me guessing...is this person someone you have been searching for throughout the verse or is he a sort of saviour figure?

    A very intriguing poem from you as always and....these are just small suggestions for you to consider.

  • 13 years ago

    by Jeremy S Farley

    This is a beautiful piece, well written and very descriptive. I love it because although you can read the meaining in it, it is vague enough to take on new meaning for different readers.

  • 13 years ago

    by Gaurav Jain

    This is the first poem I am reading on the website, and it has blown me away! I am not much of a writer, but this piece just blew me away! Its great to see amazing talent in flow here! Thumbs up!

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