Vivek Tiwari

Rookie - 98 Points (23 July 1985 / Gaura (R.S.) Pratapgarh)

A Father's Remorseful Lament - Poem by Vivek Tiwari

They are slain for none their sins,
But of mine-
For Mine very sins,
Their sin was just being my kids;
Who died before birth:
Pining, suffocating in the mother's womb.
He was lonely or they were twins
Mine complexion,
Or their mother's kind notion;
Slain is their mild smile,
Infant innocence of wild emotions.

Their mother even did share their pine,
Their endless pain brought them alone
To the Death's black shine.
Their pleasures ended without the term (pleasure) known,
Their wild esctacy has never been shown.
If ever those foreheads-
These lips shall kiss?
If ever this heart-
Can have their companying bliss?
Oh no!
Vain are these longings,
Impossible is the bliss.

No love no care,
No nourishing ever known
When parental cruelty was all to be done.
She (their mother) might have her suppressed sorrows
I couldn't feel those white hues.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem expresses the tale of a Father's remorseful grief-burdened heart who can't word his grief except silently letting is trouble his heart.

Comments about A Father's Remorseful Lament by Vivek Tiwari

  • Rookie - 361 Points Shania K. Younce (3/16/2014 4:40:00 PM)

    This poem is sincerely beautiful. Bien! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (1/6/2013 4:21:00 AM)

    This lament has a power that can remind one of a volley of griefs spread across a thousand hearts. Human life is often a chance game and the winners remain mostly unknown. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jaya Mishra (1/4/2013 11:09:00 AM)

    Wow wow wow....! ! !
    Those emotions, those regrets....and those emotions..... So exact...! !
    So beautiful....an abstract! ! !
    I loved your poem...i loved this... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Anubhav Gupta (1/4/2013 10:54:00 AM)

    i dnt have words... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sangnam Nam (1/3/2013 10:24:00 PM)

    nice father nice children make heaven blessed (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 21,021 Points Valsa George (1/2/2013 6:31:00 AM)

    It is unfortunate that children before they recieve the warmth of love are strangled in the mothers womb! A mother's womb that should have sheltered those helpless lives turned out to be the slaughter house! But if the father is truely remorseful, it can purge him of his sin and sure he can feel contented that they are in a safe haven of true bliss from where no one can snatch them away! A moving write that has brought tears into my eyes! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 31, 2013


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