A water lily sinks
At a boys throw of a stone
Carefully aimed at it
for the price of a few marbles
The ripples going to eternity
Talking of the pain of the lily
And of the pond that had once sat still
To wait for the little one to bloom; Mute
A play of a boy, he dint hurt the lily
just killed it, unknowingly innocent
pleas to the heaven, silent.....
unsaid words of forgiveness
Now, as he watches his own child die
On the bed,at the dark corner of the room
himself stained with the little ones blood
Wife shrieking a maddening echo of the plea
the boy sinks into his death
the ripples of grief tearing ruthlessly
the heart of a father watching the ghastly death
Just as he saw his rapturous (sublime)* birth
MUTE
And a lily blooms yet another time
the pond's been waiting for the little one
Written in 2005 or 06.. not really sure...
4 comments:
very touchy... can understand the flow of emotions
Thank you so much deepak...
i am going to comment here and not on that fashion post as i am not really qualified to comment on that post.
this is a brilliantly written poem. do you have two blogs? i think, i am getting confused here.
Hi Debajyoti,
Yes i do have two blogs. infact 3, One is personal with poetry, travel pieces, opinions, etc. The Ugly Duckling is about fashion and the fashion industry, The Reading Buddha is a by invite or guest blog in which anyone can post about any literary piece in any language. But it is still too young to put on Indiblogger or any other forum... you are welcome to join.
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