Eema diligently bore the burden of a single parent as such.

She toiled and moiled and fretted much,

The midnight candle she burned

Her family to be provided for and comforted.

Came middle age and she got some respite.

With some downpours despite.

But alas! Never did she realise ever

To herself she can become a total stranger.

Came the terrible frost.

Recognizing even her family she was at a loss,

Her memory obliterating,

All bygone thoughts vanishing.

Utter confusion reigned,

People thought she feigned,

Soon she became the target of spurn

And gossip, and her brain more to churn. 

She had to be reminded about everything incessantly,

About everyone, but soon she forgot her own identity.

A blank, traumatic, paranoid look pervaded

 The once so dauntlessly determined, and strong hearted.

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About Pushmaotee Subrun

Pushmaotee Fowdur Subrun was born in 1949 in Mauritius. She pursued higher studies in Delhi University where she graduated in English. For the past forty-four years she has worked in secondary schools, seven years of which she spent in Masvingo, Zimbabwe, teaching English in an army school. She completed her PGCE at the Mauritius Institute of Education in 1993. After her retirement, she was a member of the Council of the University of Mauritius for three years. She is currently a reader and editor in the Ministry of Arts and Culture. She has written one novel, one play and Short Stories and Fables. Her poems have featured in Setu Magazine, ‘Poetry and Creativity’ and in Atunis Poetry.

4 thoughts on “Demented

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun Post author

    Thanks dear poet Louis Kasatkin for the appreciation of my poem…It’s such a harsh reality…


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