My Grandpa Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
My Grandpa
I can see him from a distance
Bent at the waist watching my way
Through thick glasses
As he gives a toothless smile
I can see yellowish saliva
Trickled down his bony chin
Leaving traces of tobacco
Across his bony chest
I can see him laughing like a child
With dry cough choking him
Pulling out tears into his eyes
I feel happy when he cries
It is like a game for me
He lifts me up to his shoulders
Not with much difficulty for
His shoulders are near to the ground
He can't hold me long
For coughs make him choke
As we walk towards home
He goes on shouting at my mother
Prince is back
He is hungry
Keep ready milk and food
I can hear him
Long after he passed away
When I get down from the city bus
And watch the dim lights
Hanging from the poles
Like eyes of my grandpa
WOW, dear Tiku, the happiness in your heart is still echoing deep inside. You must have missed your Grandpa a very lot. Such a loving and cared childhood completed by the presence of him, the echoes will remain long after his dicease. This loveliest poem full of gratitude is the proof of that greatest love ever existed between Grandpa and his Prince.
That is a great compliment from a renowned poetess. Thanks very much and heartfelt gratitude.
An endearing poem depicting sweet memories of spectacular and charming past with Grandpa...lucid poetic expression... Loved reading this beautiful poem...........10
Thanks very much sir for reading and wonderful comments. Gratitude.
The graphic details truthfully bring glimpses of your childhood to the reader. A fine tribute to your grandpa who is no more but still lives on. Thanks, Anil ji.
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4/29/2024 9:20:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A fascinating poem, very touching but well balanced in emotive way. The pure love of a grandson is crystal clear here without any blend of foreign scent. This poem is loveliest created full of gratitude. True warming the readers' heart. I have enjoyed very much, Tiku! Thank you for sharing the Beauty of your heart. A full 10 Vote. God Blesses.