(A poem dedicated to an autistic child)
His fingers slowly strum on the piano
Sweet melody streaming through atmosphere
It all seems normal, these soothing whispers
Then comes a bang shuffling the matter
He goes haywire, and all around’s disturbed
No one understands this sudden brisk swerve
His senses want to come back to normal
But his mood’s affected and he can’t control
He’s get frustrated and bangs hard with knuckles
Piano strings await his touch but it hurts
The situation gets worse as none accepts
But mother comes and pacifies son
She knows, understands and loves him like none
He’s hers and so special. It’s not his fault.
©®Sunila – 20/04/2018.