An Orphan's questions

How does an orphan feel on seeing kids with their parents? What might be the questions and thoughts lingering in their mind? Through this poem, I picture myself as an orphan and ask these questions on behalf of every orphan.

How would it be to have parents,

our only gods to see?

Someone who'd understand me,

And bring me destiny?

How would it be to have a dad,

To introduce the world to me?

For now I'm just a stranger

lost in dark and misery.

Won't he hold my hands and say

that he loves me more?

Won't he hug me every day

Care for me from the core?

Won't he be my superhero,

And save me from the wrong?

For they say father is someone

whose love is very strong.

How would it be to have mother,

to know who brought me here?

To have someone to share my pain,

feel her hands wipe my tears?

Will not she hide her struggles

and keep me stress-free?

Comfort me with her warm smile,

and be my true beauty?

Will she not give me hope

in times of my darkness?

Won't she help me move ahead,

And finally reach success?

Blessed is he who has these souls,

supporting all his days,

to advise him and make him

the great man he is today

They give him everything he needs,

He hears their "I love you's" daily.

He ain't realise this great fortune,

But I do, as no one cares for me.

His mother makes him pretty cakes

His father makes him laugh.

But an orphan like me misses these

So I just want to ask.

How would it be to have parents,

our only gods to see?

Someone who'd understand me,

And bring me destiny?