In a derelict Building

A glass phial to treasure my tears

A haunted setting to uproot my fears

A butterfly net to trap my happiness

An old broom to clear the mess

A wonderful toy to ease my stress

A little doll’s comb to smooth my tress

A magic wand to cease my pain

A lot of knowledge for me to gain

Soothing music to free me from agony

Absolute stillness to let me live in harmony

A punching bag to vent my anger

A fruit bowl to satisfy my hunger

A pair of scissors to cut off sad parts

A beautiful guitar to please a million hearts

A box of paint to add some hue

Blank pages and pen to write life anew

I found all this and much more

In a derelict building’s store!

A Mother's Loss

I sent him proudly to that faraway land

To the land where

Death cruelly awaited him.

He was a soldier

He had to go for that war

The war that claimed his life

And made him the nation’s pride

But Oh! Who saw the heart of a mother bleed

As I put up a fake smile

He was my son, my only son

As I wiped the vermillion off his widow’s parted hair

Who saw my hand quiver and shake

They all said I was a brave woman

As they never saw me weep near his grave

But, who saw the tears on my pillow

As I hung it to dry every morning

They said I was so courageous

As I did not wail at his mention

But, who saw me spending sleepless nights

Thinking of him, of his smile

Of how he had promised to return soon

To put his head lovingly on my lap

They said I was a wise woman

As I consoled his child well

But, who heard my silenced cries

As I told his little one

That his Dad would return soon

With his unfulfilled promise of getting him a car

As I stepped on the stage to receive a medal

A medal of his martyrdom, of his bravery

They all hailed him as the pride of the nation

But, Oh! Who saw it as a mother’s greatest loss

The loss of her son, her only son

Who was sent to that faraway land

The land where

Death cruelly awaited him.