Mula Veereswara Rao

Rookie - 0 Points (16-01-1965 / Amalapuram, East godavari, Ap, India)

Abused Child - Poem by Mula Veereswara Rao

Childhood itself
Big wound!

Wound covers
Slap of a father,
Bite of a sibling,
Curse of a mother,
and finally treacherous teacher!

My childhood crawled
under serpent-hood!

No joyful moments
Only scars registered in the soul!

Childhood swayed by youth,
Enthusiastic path to new strength,
Childhood mistakes haunted the youth,
Irritable emotion creates wrath!
As there is no ray of hope,
Youth led to astray
Trapped in easy money!
Fighting with peers for livelihood,
Waiting for love at neighbourhood,
Dreaming to become rich,
Struggling inch by inch,
facing crunch after crunch,
Dreams shattered and happiness slashed
Stood on the fate’s pedestal!
Unknown mistake
finally pushed me to jail!

Justice delayed,
Life is under trial
Wounds mounting
Time never heals all injuries
Time intensifies wounds
Wound ….. Wound..
Wound comes round and round
Life has no re- wind!
Life sinks in dark abyss

Comments about Abused Child by Mula Veereswara Rao

  • Rookie Madina Morris (2/14/2013 2:32:00 PM)

    wow. The story that this poem tells is deep, and who doesn't love a deep poem? You have made your own pain into a book. You are a great poet. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009

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