The Real fighters

Eyes are faded
Dreams are  dead
Hair is disturbed
Stomach is empty
Tattered clothes
Invisible paths ..
Alone in the world..
Pain is d only  friend ..
Sometimes under the sun..
Sometimes under the moon..
Entire sky is the roof..
No need for documental proof ..
No birthdays,no parties, no emi, no bank loans,
No boss pressure, no fake relations ..
Only effort is to get some food..
No specific names , no specific address
Where ever you live..that is your place, entire world is yours ..
People may call you , orphan , beggar,  what ever..
For me you are a fighter ..
Whose battle is get some food..
You are the king of entire world, you need not to rush for popularity,
You are the loin  , whose  aim is get food.. you are true , you are pure..