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Do Not Blame Us

Do Not Blame Us

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Never have I ever seen the world that thou talkest about,

Thou, my elders who blamest me for the ailment trailing with me

Being fragile wasn't ever the choice made


The green umbilical cord between me and mine mother was brutally plastered in grey

I once think not to blame but how will I refrain, you swallowed that which she had for me saved

Abusing her choking to the uppermost brim with thine sins

Her mood twists now and she yells and cripples

That's all what I see with agony

People showing pity teach

How sad my mother is and honesty over integrity

When she cries in anger


A fragment of my future burns to Abyss

Farthest of my sight in the ebbs catch demons of disposed

Shall I lend that to aunt Mars or Venus uncle

Oh my pain, will accept the none

So I swallow it as a burger of bun


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