A Sad Man

I saw a sad man today

He rode on a rickshaw under the shade of dim dark lights

With viscous tear drops under the shell of his eye

He rode on through the busy street

Among chatty crowds and dusty breeze

I saw him blue,I saw him red

I saw his bulged out eyes ,that wandered around for drops of her dew

He fumbled for his able matches

His only friends that kept him breathing

And his soul all drenched in white and black

I could feel this man in my arms,my legs and my heart

I could feel the storms that drained his heart

I could feel the thunder that had got his spark

Oh poor sad man

Oh poor sad man