Treasure Island

Kezang Dawa

(1977 / BHUTAN)

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Look Back See Ahead


Look back see ahead

I was just six when
My mom was no more;
Still can be seen my
Mother's gravestone,
A bit away from
The old home shed:
From her ashes a
Flower garden instead.
Though I can hardly remember her,
The scent in the air,
The song of birds,
Sounds of nature,
Brings her memory to bear.
I recall my mother barely at all,
As if through distant portal.
I sent my eyes through this window
Into a world I can never know.
Yet I feel her stillness near,
Her whispers I almost hear;
Don't let myself down
In loss and pain;
Knowing next life we'll meet again.


Submitted: Monday, February 28, 2011
Edited: Monday, September 03, 2012

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  • Michelle Claus (5/20/2014 2:31:00 PM)

    I'm sorry that you lost your mother at the tender age of 6. Your mother would have loved this poem, I'm certain of it. (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (5/20/2014 8:39:00 AM)

    very nice.remembering your mother you have dropped a nice poem.liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (5/20/2013 5:49:00 AM)

    knowing next life we will meet again, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

  • Rigzin Namgyal (5/20/2012 2:25:00 PM)

    ..wonderfully penned...how much you long for ur mother...thats has been beautifully put into words...
    ..great work.. (Report) Reply

  • Luis Estable (5/20/2012 2:42:00 AM)

    This poem is about the faint but powerful memory of a mother gone. It is written with the feelings of a son, that though remember little still the thought of her mother is strong with him.

    The poem has a tender but deep language that tells well what the person feels now.

    Take care!

    Luis Estable (Report) Reply

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