Poetry of the day

                           My daughter`s birthday

 

                           She would have been nine today.

                                  Like every year

                                  I feed children at an orphanage,

                                  put flowers before her photo,

                                  and watch the day pass.

                                  Every year this day gets harder;

                                  I had thought it would be otherwise.

                                  The next day I find I feel relieved;

                                  And I am ashamed of this feeling.

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About ctaposh

Cartoonist, poet, social activist, development banker, documentary filmmaker, reader of books and realities, ponderer of questions milling around.
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2 Responses to Poetry of the day

  1. ctaposh says:

    I don`t know…. I don`t know….

  2. Ritu says:

    It is not something to be ashamed of. I had a younger brother too …. I know the feeling. We are alive, and it is natural that we cant cling to death. Just the way we are

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