Blink. Gone.

August 24, 2011
Day and night, I quietly sit and whisper
to a tiny, shielded soul to fight,
radiating warmth and luminosity,
the only thing keeping me alive.

The shield shivers; it is ready to face
the eagerly awaiting world,
a little squeal from it inside,
a little crack appears on its shield.

Please don’t wake up yet,
before mommy comes back, dear.
I shall come soon with your first meal
while you battle for your right.

Cold stoniness swimming in the air
greets me when I rush back;
the nest is bitter and evil now;
the shield has been broken.

The bitten edges scream what I cannot face,
agony smashes me into a billion pieces
like an iron hammer to my naked skull!
But my emotionless body remains unhurt.

Broken as I am, I can smell the enemy’s stench;
I know he is looming in the corner behind me,
I know he will not harm me; like a statue he is waiting,
he is waiting for this torture to start again.

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so_joy said...
Nov. 15, 2012 at 3:10 pm
Wow! Great job! This is amazing! Keep writing! Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! It would mean a lot.
rosykatnip97 said...
Sept. 2, 2011 at 4:48 pm
this is so sad. very well written. you captured the mother's worries about her egg. nicely done! :)
dia.dreamer said...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 7:55 am
gosh, I forgot to add that I saw this on Animal Planet. Not live, coz I live in India and you find no komodo dragons here. Sorry, lol. :)
IamtheshyStargirl said...
Aug. 29, 2011 at 5:21 pm
The third stanza was my favorite. 
IamtheshyStargirl replied...
Aug. 29, 2011 at 5:22 pm
And amazing is the author's comment, I have never read anything of the like. 
dia.dreamer replied...
Aug. 30, 2011 at 3:36 am
thanks. I'm an animal lover, so most of my poems are inspired by nature. :)
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