Nilika Athauda
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Poems by Nilika Athauda : 2 / 2
Letter From Italy
Along the letter's passages
sentences and words
though I read with eagerness,
compiling all the items she's sent,
to find four simple words
which she has forgotten to send
with ship full of merchandise, as usual.
Hopelessly beaten I sat on floor,
as years I have waited
for her to return
Yet:
She has forgotten my age and size
as well as to say
"I love you son"
Nilika Athauda
Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 13, 2012
Poems by Nilika Athauda : 2 / 2
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Very sad the pain indeed. An excellent writ. Lucid but much penetrative. Little lines but it has crossed a distance through the time. Unique....Yet I tell, mother / father reminds his/her son....the cry is matcheless......Pranab k c 10+++
Very sad from the perspective of a child. Strong write indeed. Lucid but much penetrative. Little lines but so long distance it crossed through the time. Excellent...........................Yet I have to tell, mother reminds her baby, this cry is matchless...........................................................Pranab k c 10+++
Very touching, because I know money or gifts can never Compensate for a parent love or hugs and kisses, but if they only knew that....
nice poem...very touching indeed...
i read more then just a mothers love in this...
i reckon it is deeper and geographic in magnitude...
lovely
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Separation and a mother's love. Moving.