That Winter Evening
In that winter evening, I dread what I saw..;
The pain as the little child cried..!!
Left on the huge pile of straw..;
Shivering and crying the child look tired..!!
No one at sight, to answer the poor angel’s plight..;
Not a piece of cloth to shield her from the chilly breeze..;
Though the face now pale, eyes are still so bright..!!
Child is crying as she suffers in the natures might..!!
What wrong could she have done..??
Is being a girl is such a Burdon..??
Such a beauty but still left to die..;
I can see she is hurt as she has a bruised black eye..!!
I just can’t see her cry..;
I can’t help her, as she is not in the same world as I..!!
Slowly the loud cry turned low..!!
I knew she would die and that too slow..!!
How is this fair I wondered..??
The poor soul is dying ..;
As this world is no longer the place I loved..!!
The one I loved the most,
Has become worst than the wild..!!
Now even I pray for the angel to die..!!
Come back angel, come back to me..!!
I can’t even be forgiven..;
For the one who created this jungle is no one but me..!!
But never did I thought, my presence would be forgotten..!!
Love would be forgotten while hatred will prevail..!!
This world is to end sooner than I thought..;
As in that winter evening, I saw what I always dreaded..!!
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