Humera Sultana

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Ants - Poem by Humera Sultana

When you were born, sweets were given away.
I scurried all over the crumbs of joy that fell here and there.
To save a joy from being crushed, I clinged to a crumb in the mud.
I dragged it to a corner and pulled it into my kingdom.
I fed on it to see you crawl out and run all over the mound.
You huffed and puffed over the mound then limped back to me.

You limped back to the mound of earth, that stood on the fringes of the yard
With ants crawling all over, loaded with crumbs of life.
They go uphill and downhill, making a home to fill it.
Flowers and leaves bloom and wither on the hill.
Shadows lengthen and strengthen on it.
The sun rises and sets on it.

And then you limped back for the last time and returned to my kingdom.
Back to the ant hole, where I feed on you again.
Where only your life’s long deeds and actions shall retain.
Humera Sultana

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Comments about Ants by Humera Sultana

  • p.a. noushad (9/7/2015 8:05:00 AM)

    Humera, philosophical and mystical touch, I enjoy. (Report) Reply

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  • Humera Sultana (9/1/2015 8:58:00 AM)

    Mound refers to the earth as well as the grave in the graveyard. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 1, 2015

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