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Only MY onward Journey.
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English Poetry |
One a foots gap
Between the cab
And the median,
one day a young maiden,
Shoulders an infant ,
and stretches her arm, bent .
Could not hear;
But, did manage to decipher.
The hackneyed statement
Baby dead hungry ;it meant.
Another flash I take,
As ever, the infant not awake.
Bearing the scorch sunshine,
too weak to even ,wakeup and whine.
Robbed of even a shelter,
sleeps like a flower,
ready to wither.
Signal, ready to get green,
allows me to think inbetween.
Could be a doped sleep, at noon?
Or is it really her own?
Or an act of cower,
Bartered by her own mother?.
Whatever ;My mind unrest
Unlike the still one on her chest,
Unaware of the exploit,
Its body made a portrait;
Of her grief ,distraught,
Could also be falsed.
My question from within;
Blank always ; I had been,
On whom is the charge?,
Less privileged mother, the carrier,
Or me – like every beauracrat,
, VIP and his footrest perched black cat,
Law enforcement personel,
Or qualified professional
In some sphere ,- who passes by,
a dumb helpless body,
Who suppress the mind ,to erase from memory,.
Even if the soul feels sorry
As though ;it’s a every day story,
Programmed to fret and worry
Only about MY onward journey.
I like this Kanchana, but I do not know the exact reason why. This one of yours I will have to read a few more times.
@Ray, thanx ray sir
Extremely nice. The other day a newspaper revealed how a nanny doped a kid and loaned to beggers for money. Who can you trust? Indeed, how can one be sure of authenticity in any case?
@parminder, thank you parminder
A very candid beautiful poem of stark reality we come across particularly everyday but have become immune to or deafened to our inner voice for want of any resolution. “Why is this happening, who is to blame, what is the solution” everything looking so very unsolvable.
I think all such happening faced & witnessed by human race is the effect & due to uncontrollable greed and craving for material living in all its manifestations. What is the solution? I do not know, except that every human being should try and act truthful to his conscience as a good human being to the extent possible in every situation, which is definitely in his hands.
Thank you indeed for a fantastic poem in all aspects.
@Vishvnand, welcome sir,this observation gives immense encouragement to write more.Thanx very much.