Doom's Day Poem by Valsa George

Doom's Day

Rating: 5.0

I woke to the beaming rays
Of dawn's early golden light
Birds flew singing across the sky
Breeze whizzed past telling all is right

I thought it would be a lovely day
With many bonuses on my way
But sad it turned to be a doom's day
With misfortune in succession coming to slay

As I tried to light the gas stove
To make a cup of morning tea
To warm up in that early hour of the day
I found the cylinder completely empty

I tried to plug on the electric stove
But got the shock of a violent kick
And in my effort to balance myself
I leaned back upsetting a tumbler of milk

The glass tumbler broke into pieces
And the milk got strewn all over
Messing the floor and the kitchen rug
Making me lose all my composure

I picked up the umpteen shards of glass
A job I did with utmost care
Again it took an hour, cleaning up the floor
And washing the rug, a messy affair!

I thought of taking a quick shower
And in a hurry was moving barefoot
When suddenly I winced in pain
As a piece of glass got struck underfoot

I heard the door bell ring n' ring
Limping, I moved to open the door
Back from his usual morning walk
Was my husband, alas, his face with a scar

A cyclist had knocked him down
He fell sideways hitting his face
By the time he got onto his feet
That miscreant had vacated the space

Nothing I could instantly think
Other than leaning on his chest
With a suppressed sob and a silent moan
Recalling the morning's accursed test

Wednesday, July 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: accident
Akhtar Jawad 12 August 2017

It's only Valsa George who can paint a day of misfortunes in such an impressive way, a graet poem by my great friend.

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Valsa George 20 August 2017

Thank you Akhtarji...! We can reap something good even from a misfortune!

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Loke Kok Yee 02 August 2017

It was just one of those days! Hope all is well now, good to share with friends and let it out. Thanks Valsa

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Valsa George 20 August 2017

Much of it is fictitious...In a way one accident led my imagination to expand a little more wider. Thank you my friend!

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Glen Kappy 24 July 2017

yikes! what a series of calamities! better the day to end up well, yes? as a teacher i prefer a difficult day with a good last class than a mostly good day until the last class leaves a bad taste in my mouth, to use a common expression. -glen

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Anil Kumar Panda 24 July 2017

Wonderful poem. There comes days when all start in a very pleasant way contrary to your expectation. This one is a bad one but the way you have told the story is simply amazing. Great write.

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Valsa George 25 July 2017

You are absolutely right Glen! As a teacher, I can perfectly relate to what you have said here. Thank you so much for your insightful comment!

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Valsa George 25 July 2017

Glad you could enjoy it...! Sometimes things happen quite contrary to our expectations! Thank you Anil for the read and the comment!

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Savita Tyagi 23 July 2017

A very smooth and fluent description of a miserable day when every thing goes wrong accept the leaning on a loved one's shoulder to tell us that all is not lost. Excellent poem Valsa.a perfect 10.

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Valsa George 25 July 2017

Yes, through all difficulties, if there is a shoulder to lean on, the gravity of the situation won't be felt. Thank you Savita for your thoughtful comment!

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