Death Bed1 min 157 1 min 157
Helpless with fear about the fate,
I touched her hot burning head.
Tears then rolled and my voice broke,
My speech was barred into a choke.
" I am scared", mom moaned in pain,
Tumour has spread in my brain.
Can't be treated , can't be cured,
All in vain, death for sure.
" My child for me please don't cry",
Before I sleep just say Goodbye.
I bent and took her in my arms,
And held her shivering hand in calm,
For some time I was silent with sorrow,
What's to say she has no tomorrow.
When midnight came she stirred in pain,
With nervous hands I felt her vein,
The night was slow , dark and cold,
By this time I could barely hold.
The only sound was her heavy breath,
After that with death she met,
On her chest I put my ear,
A sign of life, I hoped to hear.
But cold and dead there she lay,
All the pain had left her way.
I kept there sitting as hard as stone,
With wounds so deep ,
I could not mourn.