Spending a life as a Quadriplegic,
is something that even Death calls tragic.
His whole World is confined to a wheel-chair,
it smothers despite breathing open air.
He desperately wants to pick his bowl,
feed himself and in garden take a stroll.
He misses the warmth felt in an embrace,
and needs a hand to even tie shoe-lace.
To kill off his boredom he has to be,
in a room with his lifeless friend- T.V.
The pain roused by his numbness is massive,
but he has learned the art of being passive.
When all take things for granted in Life's race,
he chuckles, while a tear rolls down his face...
wow, amazing Sujay, this is a pathetic life situation that we have to depend others for all our personal needs. really a dreadful condition. you pictured it very correctly. gone though the emotional and practical sides of that situation. I appreciate that you are a kind hearted poet thats why you wrote this mercifully. loved the theme a lot.. keep it up Sujay. God bless You! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanx alot sajna.... thanx for ur selfless encouragement.... :)