Mama Cat! Mama Cat!
Who you are afraid of?
How helpless you are, and we too!
He is the one you can't write off!
Why do you hide your newly born kittens?
Still a few cooked in the father's kitchens!
See sometimes under my antique bed,
Sometimes hidden in the flowers shed,
and do you remember, no you don't,
you forget very soon, no long memories,
it's the same shed beneath it many times,
you loved the father again and again,
who loves, gives birth and then a death,
see he comes, and he will catch one,
and carry the kitten to a lonely place,
his own young one, yes, his own!
Such is the way of some animals, some have the paternal instinct, some do not. Such is the way of nature.
Beautiful description of Birth, Life and Death. Cute picture of cute kittens attracted me the most. Loved reading it.
A bitter truth told in beautiful verse accompanied by a lovely graphic. Thank you for sharing.
Though bitter but a truth is a truth............................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such is it for all born. A wonderful piece, Akhtar