Ratan ...

(India)

My Grandfather passed away on the 3rd Day of August,2005


In memory of my Grandfather - a man who toiled arduously to gift His posterity a better future. May His soul Rest in Peace.

Like Ye, I can never aspire to be!


He lay on the bed
weak and fragile,
oblivious to emotions
running high and dry.
Father and I
sat by His side.
He quavered periodically -
slight and sighed.
Father's ear phoned His mouth;
tried hard to catch His
inarticulate sound.
His soul was lost somewhere
in an infinite isle,
struggled hard to break
the shackle of lies.
Father held His flaky hand,
palmed His wrinkled forehead
and stroked His eyebrows
with his thumb.
It was all cold and silent by then.
Miles He had walked
and slept in the end.
Father's emotions landed
on His cheek,
as transparent as Father-son,
son-Father relationship.

Submitted: Thursday, October 07, 2010
Edited: Thursday, October 07, 2010

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