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The broken pieces

I sat under the grey shadow of the gloomy night Raising the closed curtain of the darkest day's flight My heart subdued the voice of my inner shrine Wiping the droplets of tears that wet my chine I sat dumb hiding my impotence under the downy pillow Unable to forget your pinched face that shot a thousand bolts into the clear billow Would you forgive me if I just said a simple sorry? Would that perturbed darkness on your mother's face bring back my glory? Who is to be cursed in the stillness of this direful dream? Who is to be put at fault amidst the leftover cherries of the melting cream? Is it the almighty for his inhuman act of snatching your ability? Or Is it me for driving you into the envelope of the shooting debility? I cannot forgive my ownself for this act of mine I'ld like to one day witness your smile enlightening the global shrine Yeah! Only that can give me peace Washing away the broken pieces of my guilt P.S. I wrote this poem as I felt broken when I couldn't convince the head of our institution from sending a child who was differently abled away from the school. He has become so close to me and he loved me so much. He was kept in the school just for one week and I used to take very good care of him. As the boy behaved differently from the rest of the children, he was sent out of the institution. I couldn't do anything about that as I was not the decision maker. I couldn't convince the management as well. No one was to be blamed there. It's the management's duty to think about the other children as well. That night I couldn't sleep and something pinched me from inside. I still am not able to forget the face of that child. He gave a deep look towards me that asked me a thousand questions for which I had no answer.

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Date: 3/4/2019 7:45:00 AM
A poignantly touching poem, Swetha! Very deep emotions vividly expressed. An exceptional poem. Ty for the postscript insight. It brought tears to my eyes as I listened to Vladi Strecker's "Red Wine." May love light your path in life always. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCN3SwI5rS8
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 3/4/2019 11:29:00 PM
Thanks a lot for taking time to share your thoughts Freddie. The song you shared is really wonderful. It's like a soothing balm in the times of pain. Your words show how empathetic you are. Thank you so much for your wishes. Have a great week ahead Freddie. Keep smiling. :)
Date: 3/4/2019 4:54:00 AM
I can imagine your emotions and the face of the child, the weight. and that may not still be easy to imagine after reading the poem ... but it surely conveys the vague image for those who have felt it already.
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 3/4/2019 5:29:00 AM
You are right Taha. Thank you for your comment :)
Date: 3/3/2019 10:21:00 AM
I have just discovered your poetry through your POTD win. It is tender and powerful, and I will continue to read it.
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 3/4/2019 5:26:00 AM
Wow.. it's my pleasure to be read by you this way. Thanks a lot :)
Date: 2/24/2019 6:57:00 AM
You've got it down packed.., versatility and style...a poetess no doubt...Wonderful
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/24/2019 11:23:00 PM
Thanks a lot :)
Date: 2/22/2019 7:59:00 AM
Such beautiful sentiments! You are indeed a caring person.
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/23/2019 9:10:00 PM
When it comes to children, the heart melts Vijay :)
Date: 2/21/2019 7:54:00 PM
Sweetha , i read your poem and then the story behind it. I feel bad for you this happened. Yes, that child will not understand why he was treated the way he was. It's so sad. This poem really shows how much you were affected.
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/22/2019 2:09:00 AM
Yes Andrea. You are right. That innocent heart will never understand why he was treated that way as you said. But hopefully, he becomes the one who shows what he is to this world.
Date: 2/19/2019 5:38:00 AM
Swetha, I believe that writing is therapeutic, and you can release any guilt you have into your poetry, for there should be no guilt at all on your part. We cannot change what we do not have the power to change. You can release this now, my friend.
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/19/2019 10:01:00 PM
Thank you Caren. Your words are very soothing.
Date: 2/19/2019 1:17:00 AM
A Marvelous piece of poetry that depicts your innermost conflict of a situation you had not any control as to alter the course of events. Yet be consoled by the idea that your love and attention towards that child will affect positively the rest of his life. As an older teacher myself I have witnessed similar situation and know that, we teachers, may affect eternity. Think of Socrates. A masterfully written poem. Welcome dear Swetha. May you stay for long with our poetic family!
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/19/2019 10:00:00 PM
Thanks a lot for your kind words Demetrios. What you said is absolutely true :)