In Your World

Six sentence story word prompt – stroke


I am dreading to walk the long sterile corridor leading to your room, which looks extra clinical today.

There is only duty left, instead of any maternal attachment, that I am here every week to see you.

I am a bit envious that you don’t remember my name; you don’t hold me in your arms like you used to; but you stroke the plush cat I brought in like you used to with the family ginger cat.

I don’t understand the world you are living in Mama. You are talking to a toy cat like you always did in front of my teary eyes, and yet you are so far away from me.

Forgiveness

This poem is dedicated to my fellow Instagrammer who survived Covid-19 but lost her mother in India. 🙏

Mama
do you remember
we spent long hours
on talking about my future
choice of men
ways to raise my children
and you would be
by my side
to guide me
to help me

Mama
that became just
fractions of memory
all of the sudden
took me by surprise
in such a violent way

I once was a soaring bird
with wings you gave me
Now
I am faltering
failing
falling so ever low
touching the pit
of my existence

Oh Mama
do you remember
you spent hours
on comforting me
nursing my wounds
restoring my strength

But Mama
when you needed me
I was too weak
to look up
I was too engrossed in
my own battle
I lost sight of you

Mama
forgive me