Round turns the earth every day.
Right in the middle of your sickbed water heats up your body. It reminds you that you will live one more day. Inside your heart winds up memories that neither die nor turn dim.
Sure nothing can erase the images of the slopes and hills that design your town. War has left nothing behind for people to remember your town.You will only see ruins ,of your home,your school,the hills and valleys.
The only reason to feel happy is ,that there will not be any behaviour therapy sessions in times of bitter war. Right there was you being trained to demonstrate good behaviour. You knew that really nobody can turn you into a robot that does those things which your trainer thought correct.Redefining your outlook on yourself was worse than exploding bombs. You were forced to fight against your true self.
Every unknown war hero gets reward for the hope they give to the ruined lives of people among old sick and disabled . Every kind person whose role was to just make you feel good is immortal in your heart. Goes the fighter to win the war, not a thought about the helpless crosses his mind or changes his actions.
People usually think of rulers or political persons when the nation faces turmoil. You, the youngster with autism is nowhere in their top ideas for welfare of survivors of strife.
Horrifying cries pierce your ears from the beds nearby. You wonder why , with so many teachers and mothers around there is still war in the world. You want to tell them to care for the ordinary children like they give you love and direct you to love reach other .
To understand and empathise with who have so much to worry about in life is a gift given by god. To feel the pain of others in one’s own heart is what the world desperately needs today.
You tried to tell the world to forget competition and perfection ; the truth about life is it deserves to be encouraged and appreciated.
7 Replies to “From the inside of your heart”
Truely devine. Eye opening.
thank uyou appappa
I dont know what to say, it was powerful and moving. It agitated me.
Is it a rap written as a prose ? Check this out “We teach life, sir”
Arunmama tyou are amazing. you read good things and teach me to read good books.shreya has taken away animal farm . i wil not writepoetry. i will write prose now. see you soon
always give me advice to write well
Sure, do read some modern poetry. Like the one I sent. It is very powerful.
(I am not good at poetry. But I enjoy a few)
Sherin, you brought in smile and so much emotion to my thoughts and I don’t know what to say… …loved and enjoyed your poetic prose – words and the meaning deep within! Beautiful…love and hugs to you dear!
thank you aunty
you give me a lot of love