Mother, Baby And The Starvation

Like a burst, Full throated cries of baby All heard lad or lady, Baby was beating the breast For the milk, the elixir best Mother was cursing the fate And Crying on her empty breast Mother patted, hugged and kissed But feeding she missed (Heavenly creature into the hell) To save life, she wept in a cell Cursing the fate Quietly at the corner she sat Watched the thatched roof With the easeful hope Dreaming for the cope. (As if something will drop from the heaven) Whispered into the void With disappointment and dope She was as firm as the mountain She was showering like a fountain, Said in consolation; “Be quiet sweet heart Soon there will be crimson red In to the dark sky After killing the darkness Here, there he will rise At our surprise; be wise Be quiet sweet heart” Baby whispered “Mother will he offer tummy full food? ” Nodded Mother, Yeah. But she was weeping.. (Dews from heaven She was keeping) Baby slept on the lap Putting his head on the breast When sun rose, Mother lost the baby forever..