After a bit of trouble and a big loss,
I just gave in to you, almost in a toss,
The beginning was full of innocent bliss,
Uninhibited you looked, pleased with what I spoke,
Our creation arrived and hurdles we faced,
Worried together we’re, but drifted in the race,
Wasn’t I good enough to share all information?
That too about health of our own little creation?
Why did you do this to me?
You walked away in the process of not sharing,
I realized a long later of your not caring,
As I carried all the increasing burden alone,
Weakened, aged, we changed in tenor and tone,
I was on a lone arduous journey, without a destination,
Suddenly a green patch out of nowhere!
Is that just an oasis to pass by? Or reached somewhere?
I wish my journey ends and I get to retire,
Haven’t I served enough? Isn’t my sentence over?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem