When....
I came out from mother's abdomen
I found a beautiful world
Mother guided me for a human
And made me free bird.
When I was too young
Playing on mother's Lap
She kept me in bear hug
And fought with the world,
on my behalf.
Days went by... and
I came out from mother's skirt
The world has changed than
What I have seen inside it.
Every body is eyeing on benefit
No one wants to sacrifice
On each step there is a fight
But showing as they are nice.
Morality has been raped
And dignity has no value
Son make father knifed.
Forgotten every thing learnt from school.
A human can never dare
To walk alone among wild socials
Being looted here and there
What male and what female.
Oh, Ma'....
I do not like this world
I want to back to your skirt
Searching for a human became hard
as humanity has lost its integrity.
Can it be possible?
Take me into your abdomen
I do not want to look forward
Here no one is a human
Is it the beautiful world?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem! Very true about life