A Poem – A TRIBUTE TO THE SOULS OF SOLITUDE
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(Dedicated to our sweet friends at old age home-we love you)
I am born to this world,
to my mother, my teacher, my soul,
to learn all the gratitude that she beholds,
to all the care that she upholds.
When I was young,
chuckled I at every wrinkle that your face contained,
At every pain that your smile contained,
a beautiful song unsung.
When I was a husband,
listened I to every complaint that the wife made,
At every threat that the wife placed,
a distance that made you farther.
O’ Dear Mother !
I cannot care for you,
The world at home is at war with you,
You, now an illegitimate amongst us all,
Shall go there , best for you.
Tonight I shall not be able to sleep,
a sin beyond all sins,
The hand that once rocked my cradle,
Shall now be rocked at pins.
O’ Dear Mother!
find you your new partners now,
you cared 15 lives at home,
we can’t care for one….How?
Tonight you will be dropped at those doors,
They will ask us why,
We shall lie to them about all
Without much hue and cry.
I am back now at home,
All sad and hapless at heart,
Soon see I a dream and……
Beyond the vistas of my vision,
See I a scarlet life,
The smiles – ROCKED !The tears – STOCKED!
GORY LIFE OF GLOBAL STRIFE ! ! !
O Dear Soul Of Solitude !
Forget not that my world no longer belongs to you,
You raised me to reject you,
You helped me to cheat you,
Learn now atleast to care only for you, you and you.
Fear not the loneliness of DUMPED GRATITUDE!
Feel yourself inside your soul,
Free yourself from us all,
And this shall be now your attitude.
And thus YOU meet YOU,
And thus YOU thank YOU,
God never created you ‘SOLE’,
For YOU are YOU and YOU…..
