The young mother whose lust for another crushed the seed of love of her lawful wed,
The doting lover who snatched the suckling infant to drown it to eternal silence,
The passionate adolescent who left her sin on the railway track without a backward glance,
The lewd pensioner who satiated his lasciviousness and left a three month in a tree hole...
The considerate father who dropped his young burden in a garbage bin to cool his hot flushes with another,
The couple who killed the sperm of love desiring to fly high without the chain of bondage,
The Kith and kin who abused the buds of their garden exploiting their silent terror of ignorance...
Such is the time's fusion
that dances to the whim of this insane era
to drown all in the quicksand of predicted doom,
And the future of tomorrow dangles in a fragile thread of rope
as the lucifers continue to spice their deeds in the black book of records! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Jaishree, a wonderful poem written in the anguish of the ills of the contemporary times. Yes, what we see and hear and read are disgusting, throwing our lives into deep despair about tomorrow. The anguish is expressed most touching manner. Good poetry.5 stars.