How are the children Robin?( Guardian
Since months children
have left homes
For the silly
reason of scolding and comparison
Over results
in exams. Parental impatience or
A matter of
right unrightfully employed?
I cannot
imagine years of their absence,
Oh! I will get
delirium the very thought
Would drive me
so. What if failure in exam?
Life is only
one. The road is empty now,
At least I expect
that road should always be
empty for the
children stay in my mind forever.
They are children
reared in the same roof
Under the common
tutelage of aunts and uncles
A joint family
system, yet parents hold and weild
Rights when
studies and medals come into play;
The sweet voice
and the T-shirts worn by them
Always linger
in mind and the books and drawing
Pencils- a sad reminder of their stay. A heavy rain
Is frightening,
for cannot imagine where children
Hide and
protect themselves? When are they
returning?
A parrot cry
in garden is a clairvoyance and good
augury
They will return
soon. What for we live, parents live
If not only
for children? our life our breath only for them.
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