I count, I count, I wield, I wield
And I will leave, my presence felt.
It’s ego’s cry.
I want, I want, I have, I have,
And I will leave, my hunger met.
It’s senses’ cry.
I love, I love, I woo, I woo
And I will leave, women’s heart wet.
It is man’s cry.
I lure, I lure, I stir, I stir,
And I will leave, men’s heart hurt.
It’s woman’s cry.
I bear, I bear, I rear, I rear
And I will leave, children intact.
It’s mother’s cry.
Everyone cries, everyone must cry
As the cry is life and life is cry.
It’s the world’s cry.
I see you cry, I hear you cry.
I’m the referee; it is my sport.
It is the God’s cry.
The new born must cry, we all wish.
We must cry, the dying men wish.
30.03.2007
Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-is-cry/
