Although in same neighborhood
yet worlds apart
one house shimmering with lightness
while other barely avoids dark,
The one’s up high there
rarely look down
while other oblivious
do not carry a frown,
Yet both of these
see the same sun
even rain doesn’t discriminate
falling on them,
Outside it seems like
two different worlds
but from inside we realize
it’s all the same.
I think your poem grabs the contrast and the identity of the 2 worlds excellently. Well written poem, I like it. There are but lots of such spots, even entire continents on the planet where the situation is the same, unfortunately.
Hi Cassandra, yes all this are prevalent around us…