a lovely house surrounded by big garden and lawns
the drive-- bordered by light green neat hedge with rose plants in adorn
the house which was nurtured by the daughter to whom life was unfair
she worked day and night but she was not aware
that one day in her life--she will live to see
the house so dear going to strangers-out of greed
by a family member who failed to see
what the house meant to her -
how her blood had had been absorbed by every nook and corner
walls and windows-taps and sinks
doors and the courtyard bricks
the furniture the cupboards-verandah and all
how can people be so small?
a lifetime with parents spent
seasons came and seasons went
dad coughing- mum hardly walking
running to their call and becking
the tubewell feeding life -
vegetables grown in large quantities
the mango, guava, lemon, trees
are missed- they too have feelings
all seem to be lost
no one to hear their pleadings
grandad planted them ages ago
they are soveriegns of that wrinkled soul
its end of an era and very sad
my heart sinks the time has gone
when we all were together times were grand!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.. a very nostalgic write.. life is full of such bitter sweet dear memories that one examines from time to time and tries to recall that joy and wonder of that time..