Thursday, 18 June 2009

A vicious dead end

She was adopted
Never met her biological parents; they were dead; No siblings; No known relatives
Her adopted parents never hid this from her
She was raised like one of their own
Luck was on her side, and she found the ideal match
A very loving husband
A soul mate
Now she craved for a child
Somebody who has her genes
Somebody who can look like her
Another living person in this whole universe who shares a biological similarity
Luck was not on her side this time
She was sterile
A complete barren

9 comments:

Cuckoo said...

Absolute brutal !!

Excellent.

Piyush Mundra said...

Ashraf bhai, back with the bang! :-)

Ashraf said...

Thanks guys

vikaz said...

Good to see you back!!! Where were you hiding with your unique poems? :-)

Ashraf said...

Yes, Vikas. Good to see me back.
I wasnt hiding; I was evolving :-)

Ankur Khare said...

it was really a vicious dead end . aptly titled.

Ashraf said...

:-) Ankur

Mona said...

It happens, I know people like that...

Wonderfully expressed Ashraf!

Nice to see you again :)

Ashraf said...

Thanks Mona. Nice to see u too