Lost, found and lost

The bone has lost its marrow;
the sun has lost its heat.
The heir to the throne has fallen,
and the king has accepted defeat.
The child has lost his mother,
and the father lost his wife.
What was the original sin
took away with it a life.
The lover slept with the lady,
and the baby was never born.
Mother with the unwanted gift
had taken the road forlorn.
“What will they think,
she had said and she had cried.
“We will run away”,
he had said and he had tried.
“Turn around”,
her husband had said,
“or I will murder the scoundrel
who took you to bed”
But she had leapt,
down down below,
and the lover had followed
and time moved a little slow.
He saw his lady smash,
and knew he would too.
Air then hit his skin
and like a bird he flew.
The husband screamed above,
and realized he had lost his fight.
His child watched the agony,
tender had been the night.
-Saransh Gupta (Words of Wonder)

When I got to know all about a Wolf

Mother said-
“Beware my girl,
of men who come close
and of those who already are.”
I had been seven that day
when I had realized
that ours was a concrete jungle
and that there were wolves
and I was the deer.
That day my father held me,
and had whispered in my ear-
“Your mother is a wrong woman,
Beware Beware.”
And he did not touch me
like mother said wolves might
and that night I asked my mother,
which wolf I had to fight.

That night she said she loved me
and said I was like her
and said she could protect me
from those who wanted my fur.
She had hugged me a little tighter,
and I had felt her skin underneath.
She was warm
like a mother was,
and her lips had tasted funny.
“Taste me more” she had said
“and feed on me a little”.
She had been my first kiss that night
and since that morning,
I’ve known everything about a wolf.

Saransh Gupta (Words of Wonder)

The Three Mentors

If a country is to be corruption free and become a nation of beautiful minds, I strongly feel there are three key societal members who can make a difference. They are the father, the mother and the teacher.
– A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

Painting : Christ in the house of his parents.