The Boy and his Mother

Even as the night disappeared amidst the rays of daylight,

The boy sat beside his mother, staring into her lifeless eyes.

The day had come yet the darkness hadn’t gone

He sat beside her in his despair and sighs;

Why does it all happen?

Why does man fall prey to this black hour?

No answers were given, no mysteries solved,

Why does one, so dearly loved, moves off so far?

Unlike the beauty of spring, the days of childhood never returns,

So is the human life, once when gone is gone forever.

In between the moments of dead silence, one could hear the heart crying, the soul tearing apart,

And feel the boy’s despair and shiver.

He reminisces the hour and the feeling of warmth,

All the world apart----- he wanted his mother.

He drew his face close to her eyes,

And the tears from his eyes couldn’t hold back further.

The insuppressible pain, the punishment for life,

The incompleteness of his small dream world with shattered hopes inside

The fragility of life and the shadowed eternal promises

Misled every other thought in his young mind,

Death has taken her away from me, so far, so far,

That even the distant cries will fade;

But beneath the crust of my human flesh,

There is a feeling that she will be there till the very end.