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I want to live ,I want to live because I am alive
Please Dear Lord keep me sound and do drive
Me to the other side when you find a bit of time
In my children I see my Lav and Kush dwell
In Raman like his name suggests my Krishna
My parents are Shiva Parvati on earth
So take me back to my haven and abode
I am not ready to depart and change my place
And give up all with which you have my life laced
Promises,hope,and with my own you have me blessed
In fleeting moments she swayed between
Sanity and jumbled feelings fleeted to intervene
Enveloped in fear and dark trying to be brave
Failing panicking losing ground her situation grave
Losing hope praying and gearing up again
Regaining hope strength trying to train
Her mind To strain strain strain
her lungs full of dust her mind sinking in doubt
As she could find no way out
Her voice screeching yet sometimes hardly audible
Her clothes torn and spoilt her mouth a dribble
Everyone has forsaken me - nature,God
My kith and kin and all and - Oh Lord
Gradually she slumped her tired eyes
Closed in despair and she stopped asking whys
Then I realised and the idea came
The cvs can't pen her thoughts in frame
So this poem -just so it does not go in vein
The trauma you conveyed during this drama of your pain