Thursday, December 10, 2015

The Illness

The clouds, the dark clouds
Of illness
Still hover above us
Wellness, a falling Star

He wails, for he's scared 
Terrified are his eyes

Solace he seeks
from those thorny drugs

Unsure about his destiny
I  stand brittle
With a plea to the holy angel
to keep him healthy.

December 10th, 2015 - Exactly after a month of the previous illness, Ishaan, my son is hospitalized the 2nd time.

©  2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)

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