Hey friends. This poem is a tribute to the people who have passed away in the Nepal tragedy or have lost family members in that horrifying and sorrowful earthquake.
All I request for is that at least show remorse for those who have lost their family, pray for the ones who are alive and have to suffer the lose of their loved ones, for the dead who have lost so much of their precious life.
All I request for is that at least show remorse for those who have lost their family, pray for the ones who are alive and have to suffer the lose of their loved ones, for the dead who have lost so much of their precious life.
DEAD ASPIRATIONS
(By- Protichi Chatterjee)
A night yet again
passed by
With my child
craving for a tricycle.
My beloved coveting
to confront her ailing mamma with a sigh
And I postponing as
usual, my character so typical.
The building shook,
my bones within rattling
The Earth seemed to
dislodge itself from the universe.
I grabbed my family
with the terror within me rising
Just as the world
came apart at its seams.
Voices first
reached my desensitized ears
Then I felt the still
bodies of my existence pressed about me.
Comprehension
dawned on me with an intensity fierce
And I felt my life
ebbing away from me.
Rescue had arrived,
and maybe I would survive,
But all those dead
aspirations cut me like sharpened knives.
If I would but give
up profit-making businesses for a day,
My family would
have died all merry and gay.
How to respond to
the calls of the rescuers
When I desired to
accompany my family in their tours?
My life wanted to
come to a stand-still
All I craved for
was the fulfillment of my loved ones’ will.
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