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Agony!
I wonder if our sins could ever be forgiven,
I wonder what we did, could ever be undone.
An ineffable pain is aging inside our heart
What left behind is our time to realize!
Under the shadow of our egos, we clenched his heart,
And drowned his soul into the whirlpool of our pride.
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I miss him! I miss his touch over my face,
I miss the time when I felt he was so real.
I could see the stardust dropping from the sky,
When his tiny little fingers touched mine.
He enfolded our lives with happiness and joy,
In return he gulped the poison of our incessant noise.
…………………………………………………………………………..
Climbing the wall of our ignorance, he lost his essence,
And here we are! holding his ashes on our hands.
Nothing can bring him back, no one can fill his absence,
He rests in the most painful memories of our lives.
We tried so hard to sow the seeds of love
But we failed to cultivate the beautiful mind around us….
I wonder what we did, could ever be undone.
An ineffable pain is aging inside our heart
What left behind is our time to realize!
Under the shadow of our egos, we clenched his heart,
And drowned his soul into the whirlpool of our pride.
…………………………………………………………………………
I miss him! I miss his touch over my face,
I miss the time when I felt he was so real.
I could see the stardust dropping from the sky,
When his tiny little fingers touched mine.
He enfolded our lives with happiness and joy,
In return he gulped the poison of our incessant noise.
…………………………………………………………………………..
Climbing the wall of our ignorance, he lost his essence,
And here we are! holding his ashes on our hands.
Nothing can bring him back, no one can fill his absence,
He rests in the most painful memories of our lives.
We tried so hard to sow the seeds of love
But we failed to cultivate the beautiful mind around us….
Published 18th Aug 2019
Author's Note
the poem is an attempt towards depicting the agony of parents who lost their child due to their incessant brawls, simply to satisfy self egos.
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14th Dec 2019 9:35am
Lovely poem, full of sadness and fragility and the pain surrounding.. i love to write as well so please check my site too poemtheart thank you.. :)
21st Dec 2019 8:05pm
4th Jul 2020 9:33am
Beautiful melancholic work, save for small errors that you could polish out with editing.
I think you should look into that, though. You're pretty good!
I think you should look into that, though. You're pretty good!
