Saturday, January 10, 2009

Murderer of My Mother!

Where did you go, mamma?

When my mamma
Feeding me I saw smoke.
Bomb, bang and blasts!
Rockets, rubbles and holocaust!

I fainted!
Smokes disappeared
Leaving a smell Of destruction!

Am sore,
My legs broken
Eyes swollen.

Mamma!
Where did you go, mamma!
Spoon charred,
Plate fragmented.

A disfigured hand Without body,
Charred unto elbow-
Still held my hand.

I tried moving
Am sore everywhere.
I tried again, crawled-
Where did you go mamma?

I shook my hand
The black charred hand
Fell far.
Where did you go, mamma?

Am frightened!
My heart ached.
I whimpered!
Where did you go, mamma?

Something still shinning
In that black charred hand!
I lifted, saw the bangle.
Mamma! I whimpered,
I cried!

Mamma, don’t leave me alone
Am frightened!
Tear flowing,
While the bangle glowing!
Where did you go, mamma?

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