By Shreya Ghosh
Invincible was the effort,
to enlighten the blackout that covered his eyes.
He kept on playing with her fondness,
he kept on palpating her body.
His predicament put the wind up audience.
Intermittent endeavours by the innocent, never got any answer.
"Why is the almighty being so cruel to him!"
murmured the speechless.
His agitations around the clock,
often trying to suckle,
sometimes over her body,
sometimes beside,
Overwhelmed the spectators.
The miseries of the little one,
came out at the last gasp.
Life became a big question mark.
And tears left behind unsolved puzzles.
As tranquility was unbearable,
darkness camouflaged the attachment....
By Shreya Ghosh
Great poetry about misfortune
This has really made me cry! What scenario you have created through this dear!
I am really a fan of yours ☺️
Khub bhalo
Very 👍