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Articles: Poetry | An Ignorant Son
- Viplove K
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The first sound from me was as a cry
but the world felt happy with it
To calm me down with love, a beautiful
lady kept her fingers in my delicate
palms, thats the first support i experienced
then she caressed my cheeks with her soft lips
as if some spell was casting i sighed,
which generatd tears of love from her eyes
My smile grew to laugh when that drop
of tear gilded gracefully on her cheeks
and touched mine, creating a cool feeling
for infintie time, i was being in constant touch with her
slowly i learnt some words of my own to speak,
she taught me to yell 'amma' and slowly
i said 'mummy', the same same tears i saw again in her eyes
days by days,months by months, years by years passed
i was seeing those tears in her eyes whenever
i felt happy, then there came a time where i could not
find any such tears in her eyes:instead i found other tears,
which almost mimiced the past ones; but they converyed something
else than happiness, i couldnt know what hose tears meant for
Again. years pased on, I was accustomed to see these new tears;
Oneday, I found her lying with paleness on her face
this time i kept my hand in her palm,that touch
generated glowing tears of happiness in her eyes,she whispered,
'son, i got hurt by your behaviour since a few years, but now
i am happ--'she couldnt talk later; after that her eyes never
see anything,her hands holded mine firmly, refusing to leave
This time my cry dint make the world happy.
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