Even though a sad memory
I feel no regret or sorry
He is no more among
Yet proving us very much wrong
He is with me for all the time
Before eyes and smiling sometimes
Guiding me whenever I am in distress
With nice words to keep me out of stress
I have spent many decades
Even though he was busy in his trade
He left us all of sudden and bade
Even though his memory is with us and does not fade
What were our earlier days?
Full of joy and no parting ways
We remained together for many years
Heard all gossips of happiness and sadness in ears
Neither will he loose patience
Nor give us any kind of chance
He will take care of everything
Even though we may disregard or forget something
The sky was only our refuge
He will hold my hand and never refuse
Promise me with new word to carry on
Until all doubts were cleared or flown
Such was his nature like sky's vastness
His beautiful smile will always be reflected on face
We may chase him and make to race toward
Yet he won't mind for our silly words
Some tears rush to my ears
As he is gone by years now
Every year we celebrate his absence
Remember his deeds and very true essence
He is there looking at us from the sky
I look with appeal and feel shy
He is there still to look me with his beautiful eyes
My fancy crosses all the boundaries and flies
I want him near by but it is not possible
The death cycle can never be reversible
I see his reflection children's eyes
They helplessly side with me and persuade not to cry
'Mom, please don't cry 'my daughter will remind
If you do this, he will find it bad gesture and unkind
You have promised him to take us to safety
So he is not with us as per the wishes of almighty
* dedicated to late husband of Lady grace(naidz ladia)
As long as they are remembered they will always live on.. Good write..
a beautiful stand on living through loss, understanding that love given, never dies!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The death cycle can never be reversible I see his reflection children's eyes They helplessly side with me and persuade not to cry Indeed an acceptance of truth, but also acceptance of live. Good write.