A Life Ends, alone

by Lonely Rider   Dec 1, 2009


A Life Ends, alone

Tick tock of incessant time,
could never heal the scars,
of her only "hideous crime",

Deserted soul and body frail,
words stabbing her heart,
reverberates a silent wail.

Under an umbel of remorse,
diminish traces of breath,
wheeled to life's last course.

** Today is World's Aids Day. Though these words I have tried to portray the pain and trauma an AIDS patient is subjected to not only because of the disease but also because of the humiliation and suffering that is inflicted upon them by their family and society. Disowned by the community they are forced to spend the last days of their life alone. Lets fight AIDS and not the persons who are suffering from it.

** Here I referred AIDS as Hideous crime because that's what usually people tend to think about it. A crime for which the patient has to pay for the rest of his/her life. Only education can remove such myths.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    This is definatly a sad write about a topic which indeed does seem like a crime, It's truly a devestating disease and affects way too many people in this world. Nicely done...

  • 15 years ago

    by Corinne

    Wonderful writing her LR. Intelligent, touching and fine craftsmanship and

  • 15 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    I can't say more then what has been said. Your poem sounded loudly in the readers ear. A devastating condition, unstable and terrifying
    Well done Raj

  • 15 years ago

    by Cindy

    Raj
    Welcome back dear! This piece is so sad and holds so much truth.

    Deserted soul and body frail,
    words stabbing her heart,
    reverberates a silent wail.

    No one deserves to die alone and in pain. It very sad that so many of us still have the fear of being close to someone afflicted with this. Thank God for the supporters who work so hard to raise money for AIDS awareness. And the places that have opened to take care of the babies and small children who have been born with this cruel disease. So they may still feel loved and cared for.
    Excellent job!
    Love Cindy

  • 15 years ago

    by Sylvia

    It is a shame that a cure has not been found for this disease and that society attaches such a stigma to it. Well done.

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