Treasure Island

SALINI NAIR

(kottayam)

I Have Debt


Obligation in all way
Commitments that cannot fulfilled
Gratified to almighty for this chance
Nature that lend all for life
Ancestors who controlled my self
Gratefulness for their suffering
How can even forfeit for the blood in this body
Society admired and let me live
All hands hold in whole life
I have debt
I can’t offer anything back
I born with this empty hand
My vigor not sufficient to hold this world
My pave is full of hardship
I can’t render it to anyone
Sufferings are just for me
As plead ‘LOKA SAMASTA SUKINO BHAVANTHU’
I am obliged and I CANT FULFILL

©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved.

Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

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