(Dear Readers: I know the deadliest cancer…our mother was a martyr who died at an age of less than 40 years after battling for more than 6 years.
As God is merciful, he wants to keep our memories green; another close relative is under the deadly grip of cancer; her two young daughters along with us are witnessing the inevitable condemned death of their mother which can occur any moment)
Fish in the pond
Splashing water
Through the gills
Announcement to the crane
To take an easy pick
Cockroach in the corner
Whiskers in the fore
Foolish gaze on the spilled food
Forgetting the rare hind sight
Lizard in the rear ready for the easy catch
Bait in the hook
Dangling in water
Invisible wafer thread
Deceiving the eyes
Luring the quarry to fix in the trap
Deeds of the past not known
Dramas of present mangling the nerves
Exploring the cause to escape the grip
Caught in the web cornered by the crab
Cared by all but catered by none
Sooth saying saints
Miracle making monks
Obstinate God and Obdurate quacks
Swaying all to defeat
It is the invincible cancer ever growing
Saving the life beyond repair
Diminishing the suffering not their crutch
Mockery those titles right
Bare truth far ahead
Certain death forming the rest
Sleepless dreams dancing in the front
Nightmare days trickling away
Never say ever again
God is the Almighty
It’s me only who knows the fight!
9.5.2008
A few deaths in my stride too I do wonder... why so cruel? Never got an answer Except tears to shed I just try to forget that And go ahead Nevr to see it again. Very emotional. A reminder Of the value of Life.
Your poignant title says it all. From half a world away, I can feel your pain. Words fail to express my compassion for you and that lovely person who is not replacable in your life. I can only send a solace thought your way and hope that it travels well. Your poem is eloquent. My prayers, dear friend. Warmest regards, Sandra
In critical situations, instead of fighting the situations or fighting God, surrendering to Him will improve the situations. It will be very very painful for anyone to lose mother at any age. God may not be Almighty! Nevertheless are we. May The All-Compassionate God help those who suffer from these afflictions unbearable. My prayers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice but very painful.