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Articles: Poetry | Without a word
- Mr. Chakravarthi S Veeraghantla
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Base of this poem :
There was a deadliest earthquake recently which killed more than 35000 people. I happend to see many of photographs.
Of them was one, where a lady was standing silently watching her dear baby lying dead in the debris. All she could see was just a hand and school bag.
Unable to do anything.
Silently mourning.
This is what she might have felt at that time...
As I wait for the rubble to be cleared,
For the debris to be gone,
Standing by the ashes of souls
and steel combined,
I am without a word.
Without a word, I stand,
As people walk by looking my way
Wondering,
If I knew the terrorists,
Or they knew me?
Standing without a word,
But not without a tear
And not without a pain
Aching for the lost,
For you haven't returned home
Whole and safe.
My skin so brown,
My accent so thick,
Even in my silence
I stand so colored
And I stand so loud.
As I stand in the smoke,
Without a word.
The future seems so uncertain
Both yours and mine
With the promise of life so weak.
Though I stand without a word
I stand for peace
And I know I don't stand alone,
For I don't cry any different
Or hurt alone.
I stand for you.
And I stand with hope.
Without a word,
without a doubt
I stand for you.
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