Before I Write

By Meenaparvathy R

I never dreamed of a world of mine.

I just imagined this world beyond my dreams.

I really want to write about the beauty of nature,

but I am looking at this blood stains here and there.

I have no time to describe the magic of romance,

I am busy searching fraternal emotions.

I am not going to praise the value of friendship,

I am asking for any single relation that’ll never perish.

I don’t want to adore the greatness of parenthood,

I am thinking about the last hand which will hold me tight.

Before I write about my only tears and pains;

I would like to count those who never had pains in life.

By Meenaparvathy R