Sitting beside the roaring sea,
She counts the shining splashing waves,
Sparkling her memories in lackadaisical manner.
Sailing together on the time’s pendulum swing,
She lost her little obsequious child,
In lap of materialistic charm,
Finds her kiddie grown enough to navigate himself
In a world of fancy.
Non-commitally, she moped thoughts to search him....
Found him encircled in golden cage of luxuries and pleasure.
Unaware, unperturbed to her emotional and physical pangs.
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness,memories,missing