Riveted are my mind's eyes
at the glitter of the stars
in the glistening lake of blue,
and wish to see in the skies
the Man whose double's hard to find
who is lost in deadly jaws
of cruel Nature's iron laws;
but in vain, you know because
the ones once gone never return...
though visit but in injured thoughts,
wishes bleak and weary dreams...
so does my gentle loving Father
whom i always yearn to see
whom i always love to talk
whom my eyes do ever seek
with the moon, amidst the stars
a sterling Man indeed he was! ! !
so does my gentle loving Father whom i always yearn to see whom i always love to talk whom my eyes do ever seek with the moon, amidst the stars a sterling Man indeed he was! ! ! INDEED A GREAT PERSONALITY. I TOO HAVE REGARDS FOR SUCH PERSONALITY
A lovely detailing of your love, respect and closeness to your beloved father.... your utter desire to be with him..... it talks about the closest bonding..... loved it.
once again a poignant write, , , , your poems have that suff, , which makes the reader eyes wet with tears, ,
I believe unconditional and pure love never dies. The fact that we will not be able to speak to our loved one again is enough to make us feel vulnerable and helpless but death is not the end of life; it is only the body that perishes, the soul continues to live and your dad is still alive; alive in your memories, alive in whatever you do! ! ! You are his reflection! ! ! a sterling Man indeed he was! ! ! This is a great tribute! ! ! It has really touched me! ! !
the Man whose double's hard to find A father is a unique person, Moon amidst the stars, shining like silver. Great tribute.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
genuine feelings and hurtful want ooze outa this poem....a fab ode to an equally fab father.... you got it going for so many i can say it with confidence... all of us who hv lost loving caring parenst KNOW what you are are at... v nice loved reading it cheers***