Krishan kumar

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I still remember
When I entered your womb
So tiny I was, like a seed.
Crafted of your flesh
...

My heart melts
When I look at you, little girl.

Your poetic eyes mesmerize me
...

I wish I were a fish
Drifting blissfully like a mermaid
in the ocean bluish.
...

There goes my kite
Up in the blue sky
Like a colourful bird
It soars high and high.
...

The evening is fine, I stand on the beach
Looking at the blue water of
The endless sea touching the sky.
Seagulls screeching, and soaring up high.
...

Yesterday while sitting at the doorsteps of my house, my eyes fell upon a girl
Standing few yards away, wearing a frock with twirl.
Face withered as a rootless sapling, and curly was her hair
Shabby was her appearance, feet rough and bare.
...

Away from the world, in a serene forest
The night is tender, my heart is at rest.

Unaware of the sufferings, stars flicker in the skies
...

O butterfly, butterfly, soar up high
Flutter ur wings and touch the sky.

O butterfly, butterfly hover on the flowers
...

Nothing is more beautiful than the spring season
Delightful and tranquil morning, sweet melodies of birds
And cheerful breeze blowing for a reason.
...

Hey, cold-blooded Mankind
Do you know
That even when there was no sign of you,
Appealing was the beauty of the Mother Earth
...

I have a little dog
His name is Joy.
He jumps, runs
And plays with his toy.
...

Yesternight I saw a monster
Emerging from under my bed.
Spikes all over his body
Eyes fierce and red.
...

Dear mother, you caress me
And give me love.
You are my guardian angel
Sent from above.
...

After the hot
And long sultry day,
The sky is covered
With clouds black and grey.
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Krishan kumar Biography

Krishan Kumar was born in 1996 and lives in Delhi. He graduated in B.A. Hons. in English from Delhi University and pursuing Masters in English from Indra Gandhi National Open University. He also completed his Bachelor in Education from SCERT, Delhi. At present he works as a tutor of English language. He writes poetry for children and on nature.)

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Was It My Fault?

I still remember
When I entered your womb
So tiny I was, like a seed.
Crafted of your flesh
I was growing bit by bit.
I often gave you cramps and morning sickness,
But you still took care of me, mommy.
I played inside you
And kicked you sometimes,
But you still adored me
And gave me comfort.
I could sense your love for me.
I cherished inside your womb,
And felt safe and secure there.
That was a world of mine,
Full of happiness and love so divine.

You fed me the healthiest food,
Sang songs of happiness,
So that rest of me could grow soon.
I wished to grow sooner too, mommy,
So that I could play in your lap,
Kiss you, hug you and make
You and daddy happy.
Our bond was strongest.
I really loved you, mommy
Since our very first day together.
I was blooming inside you
Like a gentle flower.

But one day I heard
Some indistinct chattering outside.
It was daddy, perhaps,
Groaning, growling and shouting,
"I want a boy, not a girl."
It was the first time I sensed
You were hurt, mommy.
Your anxiety made me nervous.
I saw you shedding
Helpless drops of tears.
I felt I was unwanted by others,
As I was a girl.
But I wasn't afraid, mommy.
I knew you were there to protect me.
You felt lost, you felt scared.
Sometimes you were all alone.
But still you fought for me,
Struggled to keep me alive
And make me see the world outside.
Like a shield of iron
You stood to protect my tender soul.

Finally the day arrived
When I was born.
But none seemed to be happy,
For I was a girl.
They wanted a boy,
Who is treated as diamond and pearl.
The world inside you was safer,
Safer than this cruel outside world, mommy.
Eventually, They decided
To damage my pure soul
And put my life to an end.

But why? Why did I have to die?
Why was I being murdered?
What were they punishing me for?
What wrong I did?
Was it my fault
That I was a girl, not a boy?
Did I choose to be a girl?
Did I choose to be born
In your family?
Did I choose to be born
In this ruthless world?
I'd go to Heaven
And ask the God,
Was it really my fault
That I was a girl, not a boy?

Krishan kumar Comments

aish 18 December 2021

The rhythm of your lines and spaces is great, they make me feel __

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Gareth 25 May 2020

Your poem is kind and fascinating,,

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