When I was immersed in evening prayers
Lighting the lamp and inscence
Uttering a few words that
God let all souls rest in peace
Give peace and harmony to the living...
I heard a thunderous sound
Next to my wall, thinking that
Somebody would have banged their door
But my mind was telling to open the door
Did so, my god! ! shocked to see a child
In the basement in a pool of blood...
Felt a sudden numbness and was speechless
Within a minute the whole apartment
Children and ladies screaming and rushing
The hopeless mother lifted the child
Immediately rushed to the hospital
But confessed as brought dead
As the children were playing
Hide and seek this boy, slipped
From the fourth floor to the basement
Through the staircase gap....
Lost his breathe on the spot.
Nobody knows where our fate hangs
How we die......
Sad story! With the ways of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
God takes everyone in His loving hands when the time is right. there are no tragedies except breaking HIs Will.
a tragedy well described in your poem.....every moment is uncertain....faith in God is the only option for everybody.....
True death Is unpredictable, let's live wisely, happily, thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Swimming in the sea of sadness! A moving mandate of our mortality!
Very true no one knows where our fate hangs and how, let live peacefully, thanks dear