(poem)
Shivnath Sharma
Winter seems to be an unwelcome guest.
Darkness begins to loom large, the sunlight shrinks.
Silence prevails and mounting tears fall.
Dogs don’t bark, birds stop chirping.
City clubs disperse, the consciousness splits
The wind pauses, flowing water terminates.
Everything appears to be on hiatus.
A world of gloomy and uncanny rests.
High- tides of water engulfed the budding boy.
Body gently descends in the depth of the sea.
Friends only witnessed the saddened dance.
A dance of hopelessness boy and swirling water
Nobody dares to dream of rescuing him
All they phobic of water.
Now, he remains as a silent shadow
in the formless memory of parents.
The memory of many voices results in voiceless.
The rising ray of hope exhausts in the life’s mid-way.
Desirous and dreamful eyes corrugate forever.
He was the eyes, voice and evidence of their existence.
Can Parents’ heavy hearts be lightened?
Will there be assuaging in their burning hearts?
