Luckless child, orphaned
A childhood snatched away
Unseen at night, an accident
Girl child left behind,
Heartbroken, shook to the core
Tsk tsked the world, pitifully
Even in death, unable to cry
Rejected by own emotions, laughter mocked.
Laughter they say is the medicine for all ailments. What about those who cannot cry? What does the world make of them? This is what I have tried to portray in this short poem. Do you know of someone who cannot cry no matter what happens? I know someone and I know for a fact that her life is tough especially considering the people who can be nasty about it.
Linking this with #WednesdayVerses as I join Vinay and Reema on a weekly journey of poems. Prompt for this week is Laughter. You can check out some of the other poems written on Ishithaa for Wednesday Verses
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