From the shores of intense suffering
After being tossed about days and nights
Like a boat tethered to the shores of grief
As wave after wave of pain battered it
He must have had no regrets
Having invested his life well
In love and in compassion...
And too many of his loved ones cried
The night he left; a moon less one at that
And now he is all over the basic elements
In settled earth, flowing waters and raging winds
Dispersed, and yet I quite often find him
Many a time when silence and solitude calls
With deep remembrance of times gone by
And I see him sit on the sick bed of my mind
Grey eyes half open, slightly unshaven
Smiling faintly, one hand outstretched
Cold but throbbing with love, with so much love....
This is one of the good poems read lately. I liked the way you paralleled the troublesome stage of his life to a boat struck again and again by harsh waves.
krishnakumar a wonderful dedication ' he went with grace as you wrote with grace John
This is a remarkable poem. You have the gift, Honest Poem. David
A moving tribute to your father in law, rendered with affection and pathos! Some people who reach the terminal stage accept the inevitable with grace and an astonishingly high level of inner elan! ! Thanks for reading my poem and commenting! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You know, dont know..now i let you know hahaha...this poem done beautifully, the metaphorical senses, poetic verses, and how it touched my heart reading the lines..this is very good job, loved it_Soul