Purnima Arha

A Mother's Curse

Nature is mourning
On the death of its poor seedling
the soil was poison
the air was rotten
the wheather was harsh
n sunlight was sparse
So the seedling died
and the Mother cried
'oh! my child, I didn't do it
Forgive me plz, its not my fault
why did I create this destructive SALT,
while making this selfish man
why didn't my hands tremble,
why didn't i halt.
I was helpless, i couldn't save you
but now my tears will sing
my cry of agony will also ring
by hurting me they will not gain
their lives will now be a carbon stain
their apologies will all be in vain
curses them a Mother's pain'

Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 29, 2012

Add this poem to MyPoemList

Rating Card

4,0 out of 5
2 total ratings
rate this poem

Comments about A Mother's Curse by Purnima Arha

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?