Mother's love...
Once a mother’s son
Fell in love with a whore
She robbed him of all his belongings
He was left with nothing more.
That woman’s heart
was full of lust and desire
not able to fulfill her demands
He found himself in mire.
One day he promised
To bring her anything that she wanted
Hearing this, the woman felt exalted
it was his mother’s heart
that she now demanded.
Blind in her love
the son agreed
To fulfill her desire
born out of
jealously and greed.
The son demanded from his mother her heart
Said he would die without his lover’s love
Mother moved by his son’s dilemma
Cut her chest and gave him her heart
Said, my son, this from your mother
to you with love.
The Son had a gleam in his eyes
In his hand he held his mother’s heart high
He slipped while going to visit the whore
He and the heart both fell on the floor.
The son stood up
And neatly tucked in his shirt
The heart worriedly asked
Are you alright my son?
I hope you are not hurt!
(10.09.2011; New Delhi; India)
poem by Anshul Gupta
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