What a struggle an unborn baby makes to push his way into this beautiful world.
He cries with pain when a knife cuts him to separate from umbilical cord.
He cries when he opens his eyes for the first time he sees the light,
Surrendered by unknown voices and people.
He cries in hunger, pain and uneasiness.
He struggles when he learns to speak, crawl, walk and run.
He struggles when he stand on his own feet and to maintain it forever.
He reaches in his peak of success.
His life stabilises for some years.
Then the downfall begins
With changes in fragile body and heart and mind.
He further struggles to cope up in life.
He take double effort to maintain well his body, heart, mind and soul,
He struggles when his soul leaves his body and flies away.
Life Begins and Ends in Struggle!
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014.
Geetha Jayakumar.
Lovely verses of the harsh struggles of life right from the birth conveyed beautifully mam. Thanks for the variety...please do read my female infanticide...thank you mam
Problem of infant mortality and rapid decay with age nicely described. When life is steady people tend to fight among themselves. Hope we all realize this. Thank you for a nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life Begins and Ends in Struggle! ........it is so true. To have a clarification you have portrayed this poem touchingly from birth to death. Beautiful poem.