By Nitusmita Saikia
Contributing Author for Spark Igniting Minds
Through the broken ribs,
It comes,
Within the walls of my heart,
The fallen leaves of Autumn weep,
As I pine for you...
Mother...!
Shedding tears to water the withered,
I bear the unveiled truth,
Winter in your pale eyes,
Piercing my thatched roof,
You lie dead,
As if,
A cold and cunning wind winked just now...!
Defenceless; I am defeated,
Devastated by your goodbye,
Life is flowing laden with its all pebbles,
A pain travels through
My eyes.
Mother,
Seated again to write above words,
A letter with some trembling thoughts
Crippled lines ,
To draw a lie; lie of your presence,
A lullaby I engrave there,
A memoir of your love...!
Snatching a new born child,
From its mother's lap,
Blood oozing from the wings of dove,
Where's the peace that I look for...!
I found hope,
when I was living with your love.
About the Author
Nitusmita Saika is by profession an instructor in National Cadet Corps, She writes both in English and Assamese. She has been writing poetry for e-magazines like FM online magazine for couple of years.
Her poems have been published in various anthologies under www.realisticpoetry.com and much more.
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