Suicide ( “Written on Mother Day ) / Çmimi Special për Konkursin "Frang Bardhi" - 2014 ( poezi anglisht)

Fakhira Batool






Çmimi Special për Konkursin "Frang Bardhi" - 2014 ( poezi anglisht)



Suicide

“Written on Mother Day”


She beholds yellow faces of her kids,
Sometime she caresses them,
Sometime she traces in their eyes
Deep hunger and thinks
She couldn’t impart them any pleasure,
She couldn’t afford the life,
The home is sans contents of food,
She couldn’t pay bills of utilities,
The kids have been struck off from the school,
They only look at an empty railway track,
Perhaps the time of arrival of the train is near,
At that moment
She detaches them her from her bosoms,
And kisses them for the last time,
And softly she tells them
“The world we are going to, there is bountiful to eat”.
The train comes and then goes away,
The spot where mother and the kids sat,
There is nothing, only a few scattered bits,
An empty satchel and shreds of motherhood,
There remains nothing behind.


By Fakhira Batool
Rawalpindi, Pakistan.