A shaft of moonlight
descend on the pitch-black night
coax him into seeing its way..
He gropes to the ledge of the window
Watches his mother- dejected, embittered, lonely
sitting with arms around her knees in the doorway
surveying her yesteryears…
Death of her husband doomed her to this misery.
His heart goes tripping for the first time…
It longs to pull her close to his warm shoulders
and talk …. talk …. talk…. talk
about the long journey- that…signals raw pain
Mind must speak about the inner plights
…. the wrestle with sickness and Death
has after all come to a halt.
The cruel wind pinches his eyes
Clearly their relationship
Has grown past hate and bitterness,
Years back, he wouldn't have dared look into her eyes;
Maybe, wouldn't have stayed this long either…
Things always ended somewhat short of destination…
….with his angrily walking out
And her screams and heart rending sobs…
His heart chokes!
Her frame seems calm now… tight
A gust of wild wind sweep him
Like a straw-free and undisputed towards her
He shuffles forward, sinks near her lap;
Whispers: ' I'm by your side, I'll be there with you'.
His Mother's voice echoes...
‘I’m ever barren, ever-lonely’
Shock waves float through his body- he rises, gaping!
Neglect mount to indifference
Makes human existence complete nonsense, futile…
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