When we miss someone,
may be the parents,
brothers and sisters,
children or grandchildren,
or anyone else,
a vacuum is created within us,
On special occasions,
may be a happy one,
or sad one,
this vacuum becomes a source of suffocation,
this vacuum is turned in darkness of eclipse,
and the tears when come down on the cheeks
like frightened birds who come down on the trees.
Trees with flowers and fruits and green leaves,
and the birds feel secured on a tree,
what of earth,
the moon and the sun are moved,
the eclipse is forced to surrender,
darkness ends,
birds restart their flights.
And so is a circle of lovely friends.
They come to our rescue,
someone comes as fresh air,
tears stop and smiles come back,
the lonely one pays thanks to God,
who gave friends
that can fill any vacuum,
whatever it may be.
The poem is a reflection upon various relationships in life, departing, parting and meeting of people in the circle happens as if ordained by God. Friends do have a very special place in this scheme of things. The use of metaphor is highly impressive. Thanks for sharing.
Friends are what make life special. They come and go but always fill the voids left by the absence of others
Meeting family members and relatives on special occasions is moment of fortunate appearance. If at all vacuum remains within this gives suffocation. Birds feel secure while they remain atop in tree. Fresh air wipes tear gives happiness. Friends bring joy in life and really many, many thanks to God.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good poem on friends...friends are like a stitch in need.... and more than that too... the lonely one pays thanks to God, who gave friends that can fill any vacuum, whatever it may be....well said Akhtar...thank you