Karmic Debt

To be treated with disdain,
Is this the bane
Of parents
Of this generation?

Please don’t have
Any expectations
Of me,
As I have a family
Of my own,
Is the constant refrain.

The silent cry,
Pain and disgust
Over such callousness,
Too overwhelming to discuss.

Overcome with regret,
Over a life time spent
On putting them first,
Is this just?

Don’t cry
Over those who could not
Care less,
Shrug it off
As a Karmic debt.
Judge not,
Just get on with
Your own life.
Nothing escapes God’s eyes.


Written after reading the plight of senior citizens, left alone in their twilight years

by Mamta Agarwal

Comments (3)

A well written poem! When I lay in Pune's MH Orthopaedic bed for almost 6 months (my 'Thoughts on Pain') I was thinking about my Karmic debts! I had, & still praying for Moksha, despite the delicious temptations life has to offer! But how do I rid my soul of all attacmets & desires? ! -Raj Nandy 07 Jun 08
karmic debt...yes...you cannot think of a better title when considering the content of the poem...a reality blind to the eyes of younger generation...well told…
very touching..... 'Nothing escapes God's eyes'..... true to its fullest :)