Its just pain

Haven’t seen sunshine

for thousand days,

nor seen the flower bloom

on a twine,

I know not

what late night birds hum

nor drank

a cup of wine.

You know not

about my deepest pain,

await I daily for his smile,

the day he could walk

on his own two feet

will be the day

I could breathe for a while.

What was I thinking????

I was inspired me to write these lines after reading this  http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/india/SC-rejects-petition-for-mercy-killing-of-Aruna-Shanbaug/articleshow/7644557.cms

How painful it is for people who have to take care of the terminally ill persons, specially if they are loved ones. One person suffer but he is not alone, his own family suffers with him.

I am reminded of my friend who left her steady income of a secured career to take care of her terminally ill parents. It has been ten years now and she has forgotten to live for herself. No social life, no contact with the world, before she is free from taking care of her parents , she will need somebody else to look after her, cause I fear that she will be deep into depression.........by then