Mamma! Hold me

So many people have lost their lives to terrorism and natural calamities. Innocent little souls, dedicated housewives and mothers, and sincere father and husbands... no one was spared! So here is a poem dedicated to all those innocent lives especially to the victims of Kumbhkonam (TN). This poem simply describes what a little child has been through in such a situation...

The promises I
failed to keep.
Now only my eyes,
see me weep.
Tears getting lost,
in the smoke somewhere.
Black burning bodies,
falling here and there.
Mamma! Please hold me,
Mamma! Listen to me.
I know that I amgoing to die.

With soul wandering,
and never opening eye.
The pain is like a,
deadly stabbing knife.
I see the smoke,
engulfing everyone's life.
Mamma! Please hold me,
Mamma! Please stop me.

Please ask 'daddy',
to be brave.
Put 'mamma's child',
on my grave.
Look for me in, every child you see.
Kiss their foreheads and,
you can feel me.
Mamma! Please hold me,
Mamma! Please miss me.

Poem by Piyush Singh
Inputs by Aaishwari Chouhan