A bitter event
of d’ season
a 12 year
old killed herself
consuming
poison?
Youngsters can
go
to any extent
Can cook
delicious dishes,
assemble bomb
elements
Tender age,
how got fade up
life span not mature enough
can’t grasp life’s wackiness
won't react utterly helpless
Freedom
curbed to go around
paraplegic,
wheel chair bound
tragic life
of a disabled person,
death
rather a preferred option
Once
confident of own wings,
can achieve
limitless heights
in under 14
basket ball match
worked for
a national level fight
Accidental fall, down d’ steps,
hurt in
back, broke d’ spine
d' blazing
hopes shattered
dreams vanished
in no time
Brought
back from hospital
on a wheel
chair,
Home furbished
to receive her
with a well
come banner
Soon things
will be alright
all odds in
life U can fight
motivating words, family support
she truly
got charged up
Brave
hearts use their mind
perform
works of any kind
I took her to
school in d’ city
to resume
her routine activity
One leg enough to climb Everest,
even to win
a dance contest
Papa planned
for a budget car,
mom told, a
folding wheel chair
stressed on her child's
comfort
kept
insisting, its the foremost
Helping
hands got reduced,
turned ploddingly
reluctant
all had diverse
works to do,
tried to impress, its important
Papa’s vital
meeting schedule,
brother
getting late for school
my burden
on my mom in toto,
lift me, my wheel chair in auto
down again once
classes over
must be regular in education,
it’s priority, our sole intention
I developed an ugly backache
its a
slipped disc in my back,
no weight
lifting, enough rest
back support, a
lumbar corset
crossed all hurdles, I valued her
fed her,
not her younger brother
In laws often
discuss in low voice,
if no cure
God must call her back
Me in deep sleep, to fetch water,
from
bed she fell down on floor
I was too tired, she didn’t disturb,
with a
hurting back I pulled her up
Lift out of
order one week back,
way to
upstairs, only stair case
Pain for
me, for my child, both
too
torturing life for both of us
My low back
in a critical shape,
none to
assist, no peon to help
no concern seen for d' repair job
no ramp to
push, wheel chair up
Ailment worsened, did a check up
leukaemia unveiled terribly shocked
only few
months left, my doctor told
to decide
her future, must be bold
Uncertain her life, after I’m gone,
no father,
brother, principal or peon
World will
be a hell, full of torture
no one to
rescue, ought to suffer
Mixed
content of d’ bottle in milk,
kissed on
forehead, told to drink
got drowsy,
half drooped eye lids
steadily
quietly slid to deep sleep
A calm nap,
no more humiliation,
peace
to prevail, all struggle gone
d’ curse
nullified, suffering’s over,
In my lap, appears fully secured
Now no need
to bodily lift her,
neither her
folded wheel chair
ultimately got
lifted from hell,
dense darkness,
agony well
not suicide but a silent murder,
a pitiable
mom did d’ slaughter
ready
for a harsh punishment,
no lifer, grant a death sentence
spare
not from capital penalty,
I killed
her and obviously guilty
If law’s
lenient, verdict delayed
disease too
sanction me a death
Education if a
fundamental right!
why
disables struggle and fight
in schools why no ramps erected
wretched state taken for granted
Ramp, a
disable's only access,
in life to achieve
a little success
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