Mourning The Death Of Innocent Flowers Poem by Bharati Nayak
Mourning The Death Of Innocent Flowers
Take not the name of any religion
As God would never pardon
Spilling of innocent blood
You are game to treacherous designs of wicked minds
Who are bent upon destroying human kind
They have their own selfish end
And use you as puppets
When you should have played with ball
They put bombs in your hands
When you should have played violin
They gave the gun to fire.
See how flowers have died
In your heart and in your garden
The demon darkens
The sky choking light to death
Music falls silent
Every rhythm joyful dies
Devil dances in the heart of those
Who chose
Hell over heaven
I pray for the innocent flowers
That have died in you and in the garden
We all share your sentiments about the outrageous act of terrorist outfits' to bring in their fold young children of 10 to 15 years of age thud depriving them of their innocence and freedom: Spilling of innocent blood / You are game to treacherous designs of wicked minds / Who are bent upon destroying human kind
I appreciate your valuable comments on my poems. The child's mind is most impressionable.The young children are misled into terrorist activities.They lose their childhood and waste their life in destructive activities that go against humanity.
Deep feelings of resentment, you have beautifully expressed in this poem! We all feel the same sense of indignation over youngsters and boys being brainwashed to carry lethal weapons in their hands. How sad that they are made to do a heinous act before reaching the maturity to know what disastrous result their actions would produce! How many innocent children in schools and universities become victims of terrorist attacks! Here we see the wicked dance of devils! A 10
Heartwarming poem. Very touching. True words. The sentence - 'You are game to treacherous designs of wicked minds- is a profound poetic expression.
The demon darkens The sky choking light to death Music falls silent Every rhythm joyful dies Devil dances in the heart of those Who chose.....profound expression. A brilliant poem. Top score!
Your exasperation with the madness going on in the world is beautifully written in this painful poem. Left me spiritually drained for awhile. Thanks for sharing.
The demon darkness, . terrible, horrible situation of the world. meaningless killings and u compare everything with the death of the flowers in your garden. excellent since the flowers are innocent............thank you dear poetess Bharati for this poem full of insights. tony
See how flowers have died In your heart and in your garden The demon darkens The sky choking light to death Only a good poet can think such.. really a god piece of work.10 for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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devils dances in darkness and evacuate the rhythm of joy and happiness from the minds of morning flowers
Thank you so much for this valuable comment.I particularly like the words- -Morning flowers- -The morning flowers, so fresh, so pure, , so innocent and so beautiful.The children are like morning flowers, but led into terrorist activities by evil designs of wicked minds.