A ROSE IN A LITTER BIN

  A  ROSE IN A LITTER  BIN

It is crying for milk  and for

it’s mother’s warm

it is surrounded by  rotten leaves and wastes

It is crying  for it’s mothers lift

It might have been born before  an hour

That  rose hasbeen left alone in that bin

who is it’s mother and why she deserted it?

‘He’ only knows and none cares it’s cry

Though that road is busy and crowdy

none comes to help it

Though many mothers crossed that road   but

a mother with mercy  hasn’t crossed  there

seconds,minutes have gone and

it’ has stopped it’s cry. and it’s breath

After it’s death,

a van from  an orphanage came

to burry that rose in the earth.

SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN  AN INDIAN ENGLISH POET.