i could speak to you
only in silence and tears
soul to soul, only by the inner feel.
i could remember all your
Nobel deeds and love and care
lost you both to the game of chances.
i could face the challenges positively
though your golden hearts stopped
breaking my delicate heart into millions of pieces.
i could live righteously
just by your grace and blessings
in this lonely world with my dear son....
i could stay strong and brave
to revamp the self, never to give up
as life is...but a game of chances! ! !
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice tribute. They did their best for you. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Parents are like our eyes, I feel blind and the void created by their absence is wordless awful it is, thanks for the review dear poet