The Breasts That Never Milk! Poem by Vadakkumpurath Ramesan

The suckling babe cried
Stopped suckling her nipples
That she pushed into its
Boneless gums in futility
But her breasts had no milk
To milk the baby with,
The umblical cord yet not severed
She bore the child
In her coition with an unknown
Whom she loved in a moment
To whom she surrendered
With whom she shared all
And bore the blunt of a sin!
The child never stopped
The crawl for milk
And she laid it alone
And ran to the streets
To have something to feed
Her soul made of flesh
And her blood in gestation
She was pushed and pulled
As a dirty vision to the world
That think vanity is vanity
And vanity is all that!
she rushed with a cup
Of water to pour on the dry
Open throat of the child
But the mouth was open
With no sound coming out
And the water she poured into it
Came out with two streams
Running opposite from the mouth
Of her child that left
And ended the earthly bond!
The ice like body of the child
Surrounded by black ants
Shocked her and the venom breeding
World laughed at her
As she wailed and moaned
In haplessness and dismay
But none even had turned back!