The Third Child

When the third child was born,

No one was joyous.

Alas!  it was a girl,

The mourning was obvious.

The third child would smile anyway, now and then

She didn’t know it, the world is a dark den.

Her smile and eyes won everyone’s love,

And it was her mom who protected her little dove.

The third child grew up to be a lovely innocent girl.

With rosy cheeks, round face touched up by a curl.

She smiled yet wasn’t happy all along.

She understood the world now, knew there was something wrong.

The mom and dad weren’t bounded by love but by obligations.

And given a chance they would run to different directions.

She saw love everywhere, books, and movies but not at home.

Slowly and slowly she created a virtual world of her own.

And living away she fell in love with a guy over phone.

He said he loved her and would never leave her alone.

The third child now smiled truly, danced with joy for the first time.

She was so lost, forgot completely that love is a crime.

Coming back to reality she ended up all her ties.

And decided again to live a life full of lies.

So, here she is today, eyes full of tears.

A war in the background,  true to her fears.

Eyes on her phone, fingers on the dial.

Yet she couldn’t call him, the only reason for her smile.

For the third child was always destined to live this way,

A life not worthwhile!

 

 

 

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10 thoughts on “The Third Child

  1. It’s heartbreaking to read this. I wish it didn’t end that way. There has to be a way to change that ending. The past might be out of our hands, but the future shouldn’t be- it just can’t be. That would be too unfair a deal.
    Please please, do change the ending.

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      • You can. It’ll probably sound really silly to say something so cliched- but you can do anything if you really want to. It might not be easy- it’s bound to be difficult, but if it’s the rest of your future at stake, it’ll be worth the fight, don’t you think?

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      • can we really do something we want to? i dont know.. i’ve always found it difficult but yes i do know its not impossible.. the bad times would surely end some day.. just that i dont see them to end soon.

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  2. A touching and poignant one dear! truly reflected the feelings..Life is always worthwhile,the sadness and teh grief are always a part,we live amidst all this with a smile and nurtured heart.

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  3. Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world… Be true to yourself and be the change you wish to see in this world. The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be. It is in your power to make your life worthwhile for yourself.

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    • thank you for such inspiring words…i really need them now.. i just dont know where i am going wrong…but yes i do have a hope that someday i am going to make a life worth living… its just that when i wrote that poem i was really depressed…

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