All these years
i know now..
Father..
i have been living
as Death itself
which is why..
You..had to come
..to feed me
which is why..
i couldn’t perceive
what Food was..
until placed
on Mother Earth..
which is why
the punishments
began
n i still didn’t
understand
nor did the grown
ups..
why i was all alone
why soil was my
home
which is why
out of pity for your
kid
You came n
remade
the food in my
plate..
with the soil at our
feet
Ashes..as You call
IT
Who am i..
Father?
i thought..
Death was recent
i was wrong..
i know now..
i must have been dead
for very long now
which is how
Father..
You were with me
all along
teaching me..
to be happy
all alone..
Harry n his story
Voldemort’s Killing
Curse
struck the infant
leaving him alive..
But parents dead
but That is only
what the book
says
i know now..
Father..
what you didn’t
tell
..the author
Harry had died
The Killing Curse
none can survive..
His parents’
sacrifice
is what gave Harry
another life..
The life You said..
Is Born in death
You were..
My death..
When i was..
That infant..
When mother..
slept off..
in scorching sun..
with me lying..
in her lap
Slept off for no
reason
woke up for none..
To find..
A blue baby..
Waving at the sun
doctors confirmed..
it was alright..
That mother’s
panic..
was all mere fright
what is this game..
Father?
why am i here?
who are we really?
who am i..
and who are You?
No comments:
Post a Comment