WOES OF A MOTHER…

SOMEONE HAD ONCE SAID TO THE BARD, THROUGH A MESSAGE(WITHOUT ANY EDITION IN IT)

“U knw I wl nt rest wdt askng wat hurt u n ur mthr.is it smthng abt ur marriage n al?n ur pretty gal doesn’t 4get any1 in lyf so dnt bothr abt it..”

Sender: BACCHU

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30-Nov-2008

10:11:38 pm

But the reality has been already been prophesied in stanza 5 :(

My fate, only GOD can think to save
as he took my son already to the grave
which makes me feel a deep sense of regret
that, like him, years ago, why I had to beget.

As a child, in him, there was so much innocence
and around him, to others, he was with effervescence.
Time came and years quickly, as usual, flew
and from a child to a boy, like others, he grew.

He never had a constitution that was sturdy
and was average when it came to his study.
Maybe it was some previous benediction of a force
that somehow, his life took to a positive course.

As he went to a stage of choosing a vocation
he did that, with utmost prudence and deliberation.
Though he changed bosses and many a company
experiences, he said, he got, though not much money.

But now, a sad truth, we have gone onto learn
that one time, his love, someone went to spurn.
Though he had decided to keep it, from all, latent
his heart and soul had already taken a dent.

Now that we see his body being engulfed by the fire
I regret that I never saw him sit by the sacred pyre.
Hopefully, somewhere above, his mind will be at ease
and the soul will finally think to rest in peace.