When Her Brave Son's Coffin Arrived
She kissed her dead son's face
cold,pale,white and lifeless,
then started talking to him
as if he was alive,
or her words would revive
him,from his deep sleep it seemed;
her blank vision looking
past this cruel scorching
moment,for a fading dream.
**In memory of Major Sandeep Unnikrishnan.Google this brave son of India.
The newsclip was so heart wrencing..it still haunts me.
#################################################
Poetry Form- Balassi Stanza : The Rhyme Scheme is: bbaccadda
Syllable count is: 667667667
################################################
====================================================
Copyright © Kash Poet | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment