Bathing in warm water
Rekindles in me
All the warmth of my childhood!
Even today, on this cold rainy day,
As the warm water slithered through my limbs
A rapture transported me
Back to my olden days,
Steamed with my father’s love,
For it was he who bathed me
When I was a kid.
What feeling, what delight,
And what forgetfulness I felt
When the warmth enveloped
My painful nakedness,
My loneliness!
Even now, when the chill of life’s agonies
And painful isolation
Make me shiver,
I go back to my bath
For an ablution
In the warmth of water,
Nay, in the warmth of love!
Bathing is so successful in getting rid of negative energy. What beautiful memories you have of your childhood your Father bathing you. I loved your poem! 10 Karin Anderson
Nostalgic reflections well presented...paternal affection has no parrellels...good work...10
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And what forgetfulness I felt When the warmth enveloped My painful nakedness, My loneliness! Almost carried away in mind of the reader.Fabulous and fantastic.10/10