Treasure Island

Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar


A bad day


Nothing
Went right today
Slipped
And injured my leg
On the way
Writhing in pain,
Kept waiting for her
She would come
And put her hand
On my shoulder
Her presence
Shall reduce my pain
She was not to be seen
Throughout the day
No way could I contact her
It made me sad and angry
It was a big shock for me
Lightning struck
My heart and soul
When I came to know
She also slipped
And broke her leg
In the morning today
My pain increased
And eyes got wet
There was nothing
I could do
I cried here,
She cried there
It was a bad day
For both of us
Nothing
Went right today

Submitted: Sunday, May 01, 2011
Edited: Sunday, May 08, 2011

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