Ayesha Riaz

(Dec-22-1997 / The City Off Lights, Pakistan)

A Depressed Bubble


His eyes twinkled,
When water bowled along,
With a heavy heart full of grief he stood there,
Feeling out of sorts.

Thinking what would happen to his mother,
When she'll know he got a D,
Thinking what would happen to his father,
Knowing his son couldn't reach his expectations.

Hearing his father's footsteps the boy ran away,
How would he face his father,
How would he face his mother,
What would he say to them?

Only this that they shouldn't have expected much from him,
Or rather blame himself?
His father called out his name,
He couldn't bare the pain,
It was the third time his hard work had went in vain,

The boy thought of nothing,
And while the father reached,
He was horrified for he saw blood stains on the floor,
And no sign of his child.

Teardrops wetted his clothes,
And all that he cited was,
Did you came to see me,
Or did you wished me to go with just tears in my eyes and blood on my hands.....

Written on 10/20/10

Submitted: Monday, September 05, 2011
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