Something I Look At-255

Know not 

How to console that mother 

Who has lost her heart and soul 

That old father

Who has lost his eyes and ears 

The newlywed 

Who has lost all her tears 

The sister

Waiting for his loving brother 

Since days, months and years 

Know not 

How to console 

All those friends 

Waiting for their near and dear 

The family 

Which has lost its bread and butter 

All those who are part of this nightmare 

And those who witnessed it from close quatre

Know not 

How to console the man in me 

Silently enduring the pangs of sorrow 

Like a mute spectator 

And all like me 

Lost in a pool of sorrow

Will there be any taker?

If I say things happen contrary to my will

But life goes on.

Who will accept it 

When their love and blood 

Are on the funeral pyre 

And life on a burning cauldron?

What to do

Except for putting our little bit like a squirrel 

To help ameliorate the situation 

Praying for the departed soul 

And the bereaved family 

Being with them

In their moment of agony and tear.