Success In Vain
They say,that,it was a great day,
Friends were busy,with a kind of play.
Only Maa was in great pain;
But,she said it was in no vain.
My parents held me in their hands,
In the oblivion,the fate stands.
They say I'm an answer to their prayer,
But,somewhere was smiling the mankind slayer.
I was the apple of their eyes.
Beautiful was the place,I borned:
Ugly was soon to be dawned.
My sire' s lap was a place dear,
Who knew that soon it will disappear.
The dawn chorus soon turned;
My beautiful place was burned.
Sitting in the refugee camp
And looking at the burning lamp,
Wondering where is my sire' s lap;
Where I used to sit with crowned cap.
Maa once more keep your balmier hand,
That held me for a dauntless stand.
I lost my family and existence to the slayer,
Tell me what was our fault?you bloody destroyer.
The fountain and the bed of roses,
Is now a place where my family blood oozes.
The oblivious fate has arrived on date,
Only to take away all,and nothing is left.
Slayer fought,destroyer fought
But why? My everything was lost!
Do they really know why are they slaying?
Because,I only see the innocent mankind dying.
The beautiful family photo was framed,
But you ugly destroyer got it maimed.
Maa for you no vain was that labor pain.
But,for me,without my family this life is in Vain.
You win!slayer,at the cost of inflicted pain,
But,alas!your success is totally in Vain.
And,I was the apple of their eyes.
Copyright © Papri Banerjee | Year Posted 2016
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