Do I care?

How often do I argue with my blood relation?

From hornet’s nest or by bringing my own aggression

How often do I care how much have I hurt?

When I speak in tongues or in ever increasing spurt

What will I do when I lose my nigh ones all of a sudden?

Sitting far away with my project work undone

Should I mourn over the loss for the rest of my existence?

Or should I pity myself for wrangling during their continuance?

I realize life is too short to hate them in person

Coz they stood in my despair and adulation

They won’t take anything in good heaven or even list

But would leave their fond memories of their life’s gist

 

I wish to stay awake and see them sleeping during nights

To make sure that I am always there as their wrights

I feel they need me more than I need them now

I might be scared of saying “you never know”

 

I apologize to all whom I have afflicted

I believe God is watching and I would be treated

I take another step to do well and be fair

Keeping aside my egos and reflecting the glare