"This is for my mom(dead)!
one of the last poems i am proud of..
Wrote it in the hostel in the first sem..when so many ppls mom used to come visit n call and i missed mine"
Gone are the dayz of old
Only stories can be told
Memories that bring tears
Memories of bygone years
A tender hand
Which firmly made me stand
Is nowhere to be found
Coz she is not around
Those comforting words
Still echoes in my ears
This loneliness i cant bear
Coz she is not near
She was ever present in my smiling dayz
She was there in my sorrows
she shared with me dreams of tomorrow
Now she has gone away
Away from realms of my touch
She has gone to heavenly abode
She has left me so cold
Oh i love her so much
I miss her so much
Poetry Sisters and Seven Ways of Looking
1 month ago
8 visitors stopped by.:
speechless.... this poem made me cry!
extremely touching...indeed...
Aww, Honey!
It was very touching.
God Bless Ya!
that was so *mew* straight from the heart....
i feel like m treating everyone for granted...
Hey, i never knew u didnt have mumma around? U didnt even tell me?
Meena u didnt tell me before? And that ... neva mind i m unable to say nething.
i never knew either...
unable to say anything also...
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