The Wail of a Mosquito

Born to same mother,

Among many a siblings,

I'm the brother

She is the sister.

A few days together

Huddled in the water

Soon we left each other

I'm a mosquito brother.

She is an ogress:

A vicious blood sucker;

They remark of her,

A real vampire!

Isn't that incredible?

A suck of sap

Of some wild plant

Ends my hunger

How! You may wonder.

All that besides,

Fate is such,

That we're much alike,

Hence a heavy swat inevitable.

For anther's sin 

I risk my poor life,

She is the vector

I'm the poor brother.

Her vicious sharp stings

Brings cruel death upon

Everyone on earth alike,

How I hate it! You may not know.

By strange twist of fate

We shared the same tummy;

By whose fate was it,

Will someone tell me?

          Sajendra Kumara