Veteran Poet - 1,108 Points (7TH OCTOBER 1951 / Trissur, Kerala State, India.)


This one made its onslaught,
Through the blood, then the liver,
Making her bedridden,
Slowly she moved
To the doctors' cabin,
Who prescribed her
So many medicines
Like some food to eat,
She went pale, lips swollen,
With rashes of the antibiotics
She swallowed, cracking
Her thoat and tounge,
She was totally like her
Usual self, running around
Cooking, fending for famly,
Sad and crying most of time
At her plight and helplessness,
Recovering very slowly,
Like the god was angry
For some mistake
She knew not what,
Worrying eveyone around,
Sending sad waves of emotion,
Like the lfe slowly ebbing.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2011

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