CRUTCHES

CRUTCHES                                                                                      
i have written this poem after my mom met an accident. Her leg is broken.
She changed. Easily agitated. But she's okay now.





This word means a lot to me

It marks misery, hopelessness and darkness.

That rainy summer

which I want to be deleted completely

But that nightmare always hunts me

Whenever I'm asleep or alone.

I can see no one

The light seems to vanish for a long time.

I felt something wants to be freed from a pair of black pearl

which have seen how the candle loses its light

My heart beats so fast

It was not love, nor a thing to cherish

I cannot deal with it when it comes

I better be blind when it comes

I fear it. I am afraid of it.

A lot of hands helped

For that candle to be lighted once more

Then from a distance I saw a bird standing on its one foot

Watching, smiling and flapping its wings like she always do

The crutches were gone. I was shocked!

She is ready again to fly and to soar high.