The Final Plight

She glanced at the pond, tired and lost

At the marks of her tolerance,

Oh!! How much it costs!!

She wiped the tears off her cheeks

And set off a journey across the peaks.

It was time to leave the place she gave birth to

Something she took centuries to develop and beautify too

So incredible and rich it grew!

Uniquely designed from rocks to dew.

It flourished like her saree, colourful and opulent

And shone like her jewels, lustrous and radiant

She took her pallu and tugged it to her waist

And pulled off her jewels in a haste

She took off her journey into the seas;

But was caught by a young lad in his preteens

He held her hand and knelt on his knees

And wept “don’t leave us maa, there won't be peace.”

“oh! My dear son!! I really do wish!!”

But its too hard to see your children perish.

I raised them to protect and love one another

But when one starve to death, no one bothers!

I grouped them up so that they share and care

But they are ruthless and are together rare

They take one’s wealth and life and soul

And ruin them like a shattered bowl.

Never they realise there’s only one mother

And all the beings here are her sister and brother

I intend to be here no more

Because my cries don’t reach them anymore

And then she walked towards the blues and shores

So they won’t ever hear her cries and roars!