Poems by
Rajeshwari P


a poem by Rajeshwari P

My heart wrecked into pieces
Seeing the sight of vicious cyprees
That was a baby of nine and half months old
Admitted in an rehabilitation organisation
She was counting her days which were sold

Yes, I repeat they were sold
Sold by her parents
Who had no rights to write her destination

Who says parents are God
I heard the baby saying they are humans
Humans filled with mistakes
Humans clumped with sins
Humans drenched in the pool of blunders

Did Jesus make a lump of organs?
I need to rectify this…
Said the baby!