Cancer Ward Poem by vijay gupta

Cancer ward
Cool & mild breeze was blowing.
The reign of silence was there.
The birds were chirping on the guava tree
And the chirping was seemed like a song of death.
Patients were wrapped in red blanket & white bed sheets.
They were looking like a coffin.
Trumpet of death can be heard every where.
Patients ware going in the jaw of death one by one.
One thing was clear in every mind that their end can be at any time
so they were fearful & quiet mum.
This scene was of a cancer ward.
Can we imagine their grief?
Grief from their illness
and grief of separation
from their nearest
and dearest.
In last I pray the god for peace and happiness for them.