The last Onion

The last one

A man who sits
alone looking up
Cuts the last piece of onion
To eat and drink water.

Aging crawls around
Like poisonous serpent
Poverty points life
Like a double edge dagger.

Never the richest of all
Came to save nor
A single family member
To show those beautiful colours.

Tears of helplessness
Tears of loneliness
Dissolved the happiness
Crumbles life slowly leading to death.

Man's tomb is an icon
Abandoned by history
That was a life once
Laying inside memory as ghost.​

That man lived here
Like a walking ghost
Smiling, looking the whole world
Now lying in graveyard as ghost.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Association of tears with cutting an onion. And then the last piece...maybe of himself...
What kind of existence is it for the poor...and how sad that his tomb is an icon, but he never got a chance to be.
But as a ghost, he can finally smile...he earned it.
j.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend for encouraging review

[MrBlack202]

Your poem talks to me about isolation, and how "aging crawls around". This is sad because tears could have came from cutting onions or the sadness he experiences. Leading to slow death, where memories dissolve and are forgotten. I enjoyed the poem

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Chris Shaw]

I felt such sadness and loneliness in these stanzas. A reminder that aging can be so isolating. It almost feels that death will bring release and a blessing. So poignant in its delivery my friend.

Chris

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome Arundass.

[Ayesha Faiz]

This poem is really touching and sad. It shows a lonely man, growing old with no one by his side. The small things like cutting an onion feel heavy because of his pain. You describe poverty and aging like dangerous things, and it feels so real. No one helped him, not even family. The ending is powerful... he was like a ghost while living, and now he's just a memory. It's a quiet, deep poem that really makes you feel deep emotions.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[A.H.]

a old man, who is aging, reflecting on his life as he journeys into the grave, this is a write with stark images. The last onion: the peeling away his layers of life, digesting what came his way and laying silent in the grave looking at the whole wide world where his lived his memories. The images are dark and a bit haunting, and a sad too. powerful writing, thanks for sharing, dear TP.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend

[Ms claws]

Powerful writing, my Brutha! I liked my onion, too! Cain't eat 'em doin the job I do now.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend

[John the Baptist]

We are given a description of a man living alone who is depicted eating an onion. We are not told why he is alone, only that such is his lot as he ages. He is apparently aging with no sign of anyone to comfort him in his last years, and most likely he will die that way. At the poem's end we are told he has passed. Many people in this world share this fate, with no way to avoid it.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend