Here’s my entry to Jingle’s Thursday Poet’s Rally week 16. Any one can join the rally. All you need to do is leave a comment in Jingle’s Blog… ๐
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Empty cradle rocking in Time
Slowly she smoothens his dusty clothes,
arranging them in the wooden stand,
along with teddy bears and plastic cars,
never will sparkle his electric wand.
Muted sighs had dried the tears,
her numb world no longer lament,
her numb world no longer lament,
dragging each day, faking a smile,
trying to frame dispersed moments.
Chaos had suddenly darkened that day,
heavily she paid for their crime,
now grimly watches her forlorn eyes,
Empty cradle rocking in time.
**Written for a another challenge – Karan, a fellow Poet, had tagged me to write about a mother who had lost her only son in a bomb blast.
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@Lynn
I actually searched a lot for a proper picture…
thankfully its complemented well ๐
thanks a lot for visting by ๐
@Brian
thank you so much Brian ๐
@Jingle
thanks a lot ๐
its because of you that I have started writing so much ๐
@Viddhi
thanks a lot and welcome to my blog ๐
@Michele
@William
thank you so much ๐
Glad you liked it ๐
nicely put
woow! awesome :))
loved it ๐
ossum princes…
ekdum dhinchak and dhaassuuu poem..
sad thaa but the feelings have come out super swell
i wonder how you manage to do it so well ๐
aawards time ๐
http://megzone.wordpress.com/2010/04/29/thursday-poets-rally-hes-everything-that-i-need/
This gave me goosebumps. The tragedy conveyed so well!
That's pretty powerful stuff. Well handled.
Wow, such moving words. Invokes a sadness I can't even imagine. Wonderful poem xx
very nicely done..
with such sorrow…
but so wonderfully written.
wonderful poem!
My dear Raj,
Tara started a new game and I am TAGGING YOU.. please go to Wordy Wednesday @Tara Miller Writes to write the next 1-3 lines to a story yet told! Once you have done that, please TAG others too. Happy Thursday. hugs shakira