Burning Candles Poem by Jaishree Nair
Burning Candles
Went to visit an old age home;
A sight distressing and heart rending;
The pride of various homes
huddled under one roof.
Helplessness and insecurity writ on their faces
Many emerged from various nook and corner
Like ants disturbed from their anthills
A guest rare they welcomed.
Eyes mirrored the pain
of scars tormented deep;
Essence of fragrance of roses plucked and drained
A mother raining her pain murmured-
'My only son wanted to renovate my house
I sealed my fate
Signing the house over'
Another broke out -'Nine I have
to call my own
And not one to offer me a gown
Her cheeks with tears did glitter!
Yet another blamed her daughter- in law
'My son innocent and Loving'- she whispered
Another soul whose noble breed oozed
grace and dignity- justified
' Executive jobs demanded their time
They are not to blame'
though expression belied her tone......
An old man in wheelchair...
The breadwinner of a family
Now a piece of littered waste....
Stammered with bottled up emotions....
'To four I have given my name
Now none to have me claim'
pain of love and separation
rained in his outburst......
A lone one - a picture of grace sat mum
with downcast eyes of veiled secrets
enough to drown the world in its flood...
Their spring time lost in fighting for their young
Ne'er reckoned their evenings to be
doomed in the darkness of solitude;
Leaden body housing a leaden mind!
Yet ne'er a curse, ne'er a rebuke
Just a deep sigh resigning to fate
Forsaken and forgotten - these poor souls
Who once pillared a home with love and trust!
Left the asylum with a heavy heart
Haunted with words echoing...
Flooded with prayers to open the door of sunshine
to these burning candles.......
To uncover the blanket of darkness
and enjoy starry nights
to cool their burning insides....
To wipe out the bitter todays...
And bring sweet rhythm of love back into their lives
If only the young eyes reflected
the same doom may perhaps await them....
An awakening of awareness......
A plea if only heeded.......
Rationalism lost in materialism? ? ?
Is there no hope for humanity
A question looming - hurting.....troubling....! !
Sad and touching stories, children forget one day they will also be old.
Excellent. A clear picture of the society has been nicely envisioned and depicted. It is a wakening warning to the brothers, sisters or daughters. Last stanza is more heart touching and patriotic. Many thanks dear madam, may God brings you burning thought........10
A very poignant write. You selected a burning theme that should wake daughters and sons across the world. Thanks for sharing.
Parents look after us with great care and concern and when the same parents become old, feeble and dependent, children refuse to look after them. This is a great black Mark on humanity. O! Poetess I salute you for writing this poem and enlightening.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 1:04:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very poignant and heart wrenching one, detailing the helplessness of people in their old age.