Shravan Kumar Poem by Gajanan Mishra

He is there,
With his old parents,
And try his best
To make them
Stay comfortable
As possible.
Parents are
Poor, blind and
Ageing.
But he cares
No one and nothing.

See the bamboo-stick
On his shoulder
With two baskets
On either side.
Father is in
One basket and
Mother is there
In the other.

He is going on pilgrimage
To fulfill
His parents wish.
On the way the parents
Feel thirsty
And ask him for some water.
He goes with a pitcher
To fetch water
And when it is getting filled
Peculiar pubbling sound
Is there in the air.
Hearing the bubbling sound,
A king named Dasarath
Took his aim and
Shoot his arrow
With the bubbling sound to
Guide him,
Shravan had become
The target
Of the king's arrow.

Alas, Shravan Kumar
Breathed his last.

The king realized
His ghastly mistake,
comes to the old parents
With water.
Hearing everything
From the king
They cursed the king
And passed away,
Unbearble was the sorrow of
Separation from the lone son.

And from this incident,
My dear readers, there
Started a new chapter
In the history of mankind
Called Ramayana.
Wherein each wrong
Is avenged
And each labour
Rewarded,
And none is there
To escape the consequences
From his action.
No infinite
But all are in finite here,
The work of the nature.