In My Arms

Outside the window two eyes are staring at the little boy stained in pain and sorrow. Those two eyes filled with water seeing this sight from outside the window. A pain in heart occurred. For the first time he felt pain for someone in his stone heart.

Few days back she was with him playing with him at the lake. Few days back she was with her singing a lullaby, his head in her lap and she combing his raven black hair with her long beautiful fingers. But today the same 5 year old kid is in the same bed, eyes tightly shut because the same voice which once used to sing for him which used to make him sleep now turned into horrible painful screams coming out from the very next door, the room of her mother.