Poem – Candle in the Wind

In a dark gloomy night
And the around was blessed with fear and fright

Rain, lightning and thunder storm

snatched away the sweet night`s charm
A child of ten and two

Was dressed in red and blue

Lapped by a mother tight and close

A last hug of her dear son, she knows.’

In her tender but shivering arms, 

Try to make him calm.
Her love Faith and tears

All were melting in despair

Helpless to ease her child`s pain

She prayed but all in vain.

The mother was sure

That her son`s curse will never be cured

And he will never see and hear

The next rising sun and the morning cheers.
In his meek broken voice

The boy stated last his choice

‘But why heaven cursed me so? 

Like storm engulfs an exhausted dove

Did I do any wrong that much? ‘

That spared my soul for devil`s touch? ‘
‘I just followed the butterflies

And echoed the singing birds cries

Wandered around the daffodils and lilies

And was friendly with every living species

Loved the colors of rainbow

And always versed in a gentle lingo, ‘

Then why my cursed not ceased? 

Deprived from all fun and feast’
Ah! His poor broken heart mother

Kissed him hard and Burst into tears

‘O heaven send thy mercy

Spare my child from such harsh tendency

He is just two and ten

And never did any sin.

My heart is bleeding

And you’re even not heeding

Bless his soul and ease his dying breaths

Be kind O lord! In these hours of death. 

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