Tag: Lockdown

We are, so we care

We are, so we care

This one time, care.

Expected often, marked by tumult

Our fate is our destiny, or contrary, to care.

Apocalypse? Phoenix? We know not

Oh! Kind Hearts, care.

Ignorance? ingenuity? State what you may

Our lives on this earth means to care.

Caring, for us, is to each on its own –

I am an animal and a human that care.

As a bird, fish, snake and monkey,

I fly, I swim, I crawl, I walk, and I care.

Existence is primary preference

Life, a gifted necessity; we miss not to care.

Let us be who we are

For, we are, so we care.

2020, Deeya Nambiar

May the child find a home

I couldn’t erase the haunting image of

A child trying to wake his

Dead mother.

Dead, from dehydration and exhaustion;

Exhaustion unimaginable, from days,

Days of walking and travelling,

Travelling to return to their homes.

I couldn’t erase the relieved words of

Some other blessed people.

People who said they were grateful,

Grateful for their karma,

Karma of being fortunate to good birth;

Good birth indeed.

Indeed life can mean returning to our roots.

I couldn’t erase my thoughts of

That child who is too young to know;

World in its formative period where,

Love, care, food and play makes sense.

Most of today may be forgotten, and

His cries will remain till memories fade.

May a mother give him a life in a home.

Stories of migrant labourers (India), especially footloose migrants, have been the news stories for sometime now.

I was deliberately avoiding the post of news-based poems though, have been writing a few on the current issues. Today, I thought of sharing my emotions.

2020, Deeya Nambiar