Red and white garlands draped the treasure chest.
They marched in tandem in the quietness of
The cathedral, offering up sorrowful
Tears to her crimson dressed body
Not even one drop of red flowed through her veins
As she lay between the wall of the living
And the dead... the silencer had
Muffled her voice
While from a distance, morbidly taking notes of
My own mortality in a state of gloom
The pallbearers step forward.
Abundantly reserved, the grieving mother looked
on the white satin covering her precious pearl
Her heart quietly pulsating grief and
Her wet eyes choosing to hide
Behind shades, then with style
And grace, she slowly leads
the procession into the
Entrance, leaving her
Precious jewel in
heaven’s abode.
November 1,2006
a very touching poem...an invaluable jewel of the mother...10
very much touching Almedia...well wriitten poem...thanks...10
I read your poem at random when the title caught my eyes, Having visited my mother in the hospital and seeing her getting better but she did not sleep the night before and the drugs playing with her mind, You managed to water my eyes plenty! Excellent poem,
And grace, she slowly leads the procession into the Entrance, leaving her Precious jewel in heaven’s abode..verytouchy andI almost cried in emotions.... mother is mother andnoone can compensate the loss..it is sotearful departure form beloved ones.....10 read minebidding farewell...o, mother..momi cryu even today.... mom i miss yoiu.. mother andi wept. allon mother series..
Such a sad and moving poem! Absolutely beautiful! I love how quiet it makes me feel as I read it. Lovely!
Indeed she's mother's jewel, but more than this - if 'more' is the appropriate word, she is heaven's jewel. Moving. Powerful, yet so mild.
poetry is really an art, it captures attentions, it expresses emotions...mothers are the universal healers and world's greatest teacher, .the loss of her love one is her fall..i like this composition almedia, this is so nice...smileeeeeeeee
‘…leaving her /Precious jewel in /.heaven’s abode.’ Ma’am you’ve monopolized in Mom’s pathos and ethos… Because you’ve made yourself a Perfect Mom…well all Moms are good but some are excelling in all parameter Voted 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK
Very touchy, I can strongly relate to this poem. goes to my fav.10, and thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write.....Knight 10s