Manpreet Tuli

Rookie (April-21-1981 / India)

Loss So Deep - Poem by Manpreet Tuli

Dedicated to my father. (23rd December 1936 - 30th March 2008)

I am lost I am hurt. I have felt pain I cannot explain. When u loose someone u love it hurts so much that u cry and pray. Pray for all you could have done. For them to know they have something to live for.

When someone so close departs, one begins to think and starts to cry, feel the hurt and pain passby and say to thee lord. What have I done, God please give me my world back. I lost something so true that cannot be expressed.

Well lord says u live once u die once.. u lost the chance to understand what life is to be. All the time it was ur selfish heart to be. U never cared for the one u say u love. U just wanted the best you never cared for the rest. It is all about you. Ur life, ur world, ur pain.. look deep and u will see what I want to explain.

Life is what u make of it. Live to the fullest, be pure in ur thoughts and mind. Help ones who need u. And I will be by ur side to embrace you with my love, and make you shine.

Make ur pain bearable and make you forget what you have less cared. So remember life is precious. Love the ones u say u care for and let them know u there for them.. when they most need you.

Life is unpredictable, you live once you die once.


Comments about Loss So Deep by Manpreet Tuli

  • (4/13/2008 4:17:00 AM)


    Dear, i know the loss is insurmountable but being ur friend, i ll try to pay my tributes in a few words

    In the face of adversity, rises a man,
    In the face of horror, rejoices a man,
    In the heat of opression, strides a man,
    But belive,
    That only satanic faces of immense failures, can glorify a man.

    Life's a sanguinary, but we're warriors,
    Our belief seems shaken, but still we're warriors,
    The redemption from any grief is our good deeds,
    Sharing the pain and striving for nobleness should be our innate need.

    So my friend, don't lose hope,
    It's only a chapter and this too shall pass,
    for if you stand tall now, there's no hurdle,
    you can't suprass.

    Savor the loss and relish the pain,
    rise and you'll find,
    that sweet smell of roses and calming sunlight,
    will begin to rain.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 12, 2008


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