Mother
Engrossed - while rocking the cradle
Soaked in heavy sobs
In haziness - searching further...further...
Mother
Singing lullaby to this 'Silent Listener'
Plucks dreams from amongst piercing thorns
Bleeding words of Love, dipped in droplets-
…And the ‘sleeping Tragedy’ spreads its feathers.
Mother
Feels the first pinch of this vulnerable.
Wonders at the first steps of this little devil
Towards...its destiny
towards... the door.
...Now hides itself behind the gate.
Chuckles - Blinks - and Gone.
Engrossed - while rocking the cradle
Soaked in heavy sobs
In haziness - searching further...further...
Mother
Singing lullaby to this 'Silent Listener'
Plucks dreams from amongst piercing thorns
Bleeding words of Love, dipped in droplets-
…And the ‘sleeping Tragedy’ spreads its feathers.
Mother
Feels the first pinch of this vulnerable.
Wonders at the first steps of this little devil
Towards...its destiny
towards... the door.
...Now hides itself behind the gate.
Chuckles - Blinks - and Gone.
And Mother
Spreading arms of desolation,
Bearing this Ordeal…
Still waits for this "Adherent" soul.
3 comments:
i hav no words 2 comment on these lines,
its a WONDERFULL!!!!! creation abt a mother
I really love all the work she has done,, the poems amazed be with the kinda intensity they have,, rocking work sys... kepp it running...
CHEERS!!!
very nice expression , immpressive indeed !
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