Treasure Island

Kingshuk Chakraborty


Twentieth June


Ma, remembering you
My eyes well up with tears;
Realize what I have lost
Nothing equals your love and care.

The day you were leaving me,
Not that you ever wanted to,
Your eyes were fixed at me,
Pain had turned the face blue.

I made you fight till the end.
Yes, I did lie to you.
The world had given it up,
But a wonder I needed, I knew.

When your life was left in a skeleton
And your pain had touched the sky,
I prayed to God to take you;
Did you read that in my eyes?

You took pain for me through your life
For me, you even fought death
When I couldn’t take it anymore
For me, you dropped the last breath.

Submitted: Sunday, June 23, 2013
Edited: Monday, June 24, 2013

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