The Heaven Lost Forever Poem by Jaishree Nair
The Heaven Lost Forever
A flood of tears blurred my vision;
As I stood; my hands resounding in unison
calling the messengers of heaven....
Our token of love on banana leaves...
For our father -departed forever...
We stood drenched in the rain;
bent on performing rites various;
My mother -a silent bystander
Her tearstained face - a picture of anguish.
Grief etched in the lines of age..
Her other half - just a memory;
Maimed for life -she looked
Her staff - a star in the sky.
Through the blanket of rain came the feathered flock.
to pick the offering served
A sight unbelievable.....
Confirming your abstract presence,
Your soul at peace stressing....
Like an eagle you willed us to fly high
standing guard your watchful eyes....
Your void a gaping hole of darkness
The light of guidance lost forever....
You taught us to enjoy the music of life
You helped us to walk the path of love
You opened the windows of sunshine..
You breathed life into our smiles
Absence of your presence these two years
Pricks my mind with wordless pain
Memories of you breezed my soul..
Piling thoughts like sand dunes...
Like a kite we flew high..
Guided by your thread of freedom
The candle snuffed and darkness enveloped
Groping to find my way
Unsteady unsure treading through time
Seconds.......minutes.....hours....
The heaven lost..forever......!
What a poignant write and what an obituary to a much loved father! May God be with him and you all the bereaved all the time. My heart-felt condolences, Jaishree-ji. (10) .
A poem pregnant with filial love and saddened by thoughts of the loss of your father! Yes, parents' death leave a void that is not easy to be bridged! We believe that they look from above and send their benedictions on us! Still we continue to pray for their souls. Great write!
A poignant and intense write about losing the peace of life through death. This poem says about how sequentially the peace of a family gets broken through death.
Truly, parents are heaven for children.Loss of father was filled by Mother but absence of mother, there's none who can take her place.
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loss is a wound takes much time to heal / poignant writing! !