Geetha Jayakumar

Gold Star - 16,714 Points (Kerala Palakkad)

Cry For Help! - Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

Am a shining precious diamond
To protect me
From the fiery and Prying eyes
My mom covered me with
Black blanket.
I remain hidden for many years
But slowly
My ever shining glow
Started speaking..
And I came to the light of many.
My mom did all that to protect me
May be her insecurity
Prompted her to do that.
I lost my dad long back.
But now moms turn arrived
She left me alone with tearful eyes.
She had so concern for me
Even after her death
Her eyes were fixed on me.
Now who will protect me?
Oh God! Help me please.

If I had been familiar with the world
I would have protected myself
If I had been taught to fight
If I had been taught to face the world boldly
If I had been taught to face reality
Or the bitterness,
Today, I would have survived tactfully!

Each time you kept me
Under the shell of your love and protection!
Of course I knew you loved me so much
But now
Mom......tell me what should I do?
You left me all alone to my fate...

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Please allow the children to face realities.
Make them strong to face this world boldly.
Love them Leave them not!
But let them stand on their own.
After all How many days can you hold child's hand firmly.
One or the other day they have to live alone!

© 2014.

Geetha Jayakumar.

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Be Protective But not Over Protective!

Comments about Cry For Help! by Geetha Jayakumar

  • (9/14/2014 12:35:00 PM)

    A very sensitive subject scripted poignantly.......Geetha.....though children should be protected from every evil
    possibly and at the same time they should not be overprotected rather be left to be independent.........very well
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  • Valsa George (7/30/2013 3:39:00 AM)

    Too much of care and protection from the part of parents can often leave children quite ineffectual! They should be taught the art of standing on their own feet; otherwise, once when the parents leave, they will stay puzzled before the harsh realities of life! A very relevant theme, you have chosen and presented it well! (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (7/29/2013 6:12:00 AM)

    We all have a love and duty to protect our children from harm or perceived harm and wrap them in cotton wool. A lovely poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 1, 2014

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