often, sitting by the window i think
the moments that have passed by in a blink
as the rays of the setting sun in the horizon;
the PAST MEMORIES caught me in strings
i looked upon my childhood
as i looked through the haze
it was full of energy and craze
intrigued, i looked further through the maze
as i sought my way through the puzzle
i caught various glimpses and hustled
suddenly, i heard a painful voice
except for stopping, there was no choice
as i looked upon the deceased
in my tracks, i freezed
i wish, it waz someone else i had
for it was the death of my own dad
thinking of what i had lost, i realized
it waz a very difficult to pay the price
for he was special and had a great heart
i felt myself tearing apart
from this paradox, as i decided to move on
towards a reality, i waz drawn
the more you hold dear someone
the further he seems to be gone!
BUT NOW! ! !
in the dark clouds, the sun had now set
darkness had prevailed and the light had fled
these were the just the ghastly images of past i had tread
and, a night full of mourning was yet ahead! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
superb piece of poem... :)