Through The Eyes Of A Child
20 October, 2003
Author: SweetVenom
Abandoned on the dirty street,
I was left crying for my breath,
Not a soul to hear my yowl,
and no one to pull me out.
With blood dripping on my head,
I strived hard to open my eyes,
to see people fleeing around,
while some were lying on the ground.
Their screams were worse than mine,
and their faces were painted with fear,
running amok on the bloody road;
I couldn't cry aloud,
cause I had drunk the blood ,
dripping from my head.
I slowly turned around to see,
my mother lying beneath me,
She lay in a pool of 'red wine',
I winced loudly because of the pain.
With my sprained neck,
I tried to see all these heck.
My mother had tried hard to save my life,
but she lost hers instead.
While my counterparts sleep on soft cradles,
with their mothers by their side to sing them lullabies,
I am in this terrible situation,
With no one to care my damnation.
With all my loved ones gone,
The world to me is nothing but a big tomb.
I could be moulded the way it desires.
Kindly guide me towards humanity,
Cause I know no religion,
no laws and no rules,
no principles and no sentiments,
no borders and no lines,
no hatred and no love.
Just preach me the way of life!
------- Author's Notes -------
Dedicated to all the children in the kashmir valley, Middle East and anywhere, where children are tortured and to let them know that we care for them. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Deepa.S (61.11.79.139) -- Sunday, November 16 2003, 05:53 pm Hi, ur poem was really touching.... with drops of tears from my eyes |
Senko (68.231.226.189) -- Saturday, June 25 2005, 08:00 pm Nice poem as always keep writin k? |
prashanth (125.22.152.56) -- Saturday, June 3 2006, 02:06 pm really touching da... |
Sudeshna (47.251.0.12) -- Friday, November 10 2006, 05:27 pm Hi SweetVenom, Well said buddy. This is one of the best poems I have read that has been written by a friend of mine. |
Anitha (15.219.201.75) -- Thursday, June 20 2013, 03:43 pm well written buddy... keep writing |
barb (66.103.57.231) -- Saturday, June 22 2013, 01:26 am This write made me think how lucky I actually am. Thanks for the wake-up. good sensitivity |
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