Broken Pieces of Heart
Broken pieces of heart,
On seeing the dried ponds;
Wilted flowers, dried-up lands,
With fierce sunny beams tore
The broken pieces of heart apart.
The bare sky filled with beams,
Killed the sprouting plants;
Ponds and flowing streams
Vanished as a mirage in the farthest land.
Puny creatures longed for food,
With no helping hands
In that empty woods...
Bare legs touched the useless sands!
Newborn flowers,
Sucked the empty breast...
Dried-up trees and roots
Searched for hope to live...
Life of hell in the human world...
Deserted life longed for delight;
Longed to satisfy their empty stomach,
Life of hunger with empty hands!
Little strength to express their pain,
The struggle between life and death
Expressed their life of vain,
Yearning for food and water,
Expressed the life on the pyre with
Flying vultures waiting for its feast.
(Sufferings of hunger and drought )
Copyright © S S Beulin | Year Posted 2020
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