Deva De Silva
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Come Back!
Come to my door, call my name
Come to my bed, shake me awake
When morning sky yawns
When birds chirp away
As you've done
A countless times before
Stand still, please don't leave
Let me have my fill of your face
Lay down with me in troubled nights
Your body resting in line with mine
Being there only for my sake
As moon glistens on unruly waves
As sand absorbs salty dampen trails
You never left me forsaken
When I drown in self pity
When I tremble in pain
Lay still, please don't stir
Let me be born in your embrace
Speak to me in your melodic voice;
Tender words - overwhelming sheer
As spring rain tapping on my roof
As a gentle breeze caressing trees
Speak your mind, unreserved
Speak red, piercing my ears
Speak slowly, please don't pause
Let me absorb fully, your presence
Denied senses tirelessly strain
To breath in your familiar scent
To hear your nimble footsteps
To see laughs quivering your belly
Please fill my eyes with your sight
Quench my thirst for your voice
Feel my yearnings for your love
Dry my sorrows and cheeks, moist
Come back to me in a memory
Be there alive in my dreams
Come with a blissful smile - merry
Even in wretchedness of pain
Come when I call your name
No matter how far you may be
Come to share my triumphs
Come to ease my letdowns
Come to witness my being
Come back to me my mother
Come back in any form that you may!
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SADDEST POEM EVER I HAVE READ IN MY LIFE
I love your wording, flow and imagery. It is so beautifully sad and well written.
Am in love with your lines, very touching; an expert work.........bravo!
Dear Deva, this is a very beautiful piece of creation from your pen, a lovely tribute to your mother but the same poem which also can refer to anyone we deeply love. Keep on posting. Very delightful read.
I have read all three of the poems of today and this is the only one which truly grasped my imagination and emotions....a truly wonderful and honest tribute to your mother...the pain is so apparent in this write....tyvm karen
ahhhhhhhhhha! ! ! !
such touching words
i felt to cry
pearls you dropppppppppp--
A+ and 10+ for this lovely one
anjali
Dear Deva De Silva, The very fact that your mind and heart are full with the memories of your beloved mother is evidenced in your beautiful and intense poem. May she continue to inspire you into a noble and memorable life. Would you please clarify what you mean by 'Speak red, ' which I couldn't understand? Love.
You have given your mother a superb poem gift. Your tribute is extraordinary.
It is deserving of all those comments and more...
Love,
Sandra
I wish she can hear all these of yours and giveth you what thou wanteth.........10++++
a mother's child you are, a profound dedication, strong structure in every line, well verse...