Day-15 OctPoWriMo-2018
Prompt: If I were an umbrella
If I were an umbrella I would turn back the clock
Feel those happy days and rock
I wish things were different
We both would have lived a life happy and content
Essence of love was felt when you were present
Reaching out for you when I feel sad and feel your blessings from heaven
Earnestly wishing maybe in next birth we would get even
As time moves at its pace, I remember all the happy days
Naughty, prancing, inquisitive me and your kind and warm hugs
Under your protective gaze, in your tender arms
My childhood bloomed, with hopeful dreams in my eyes
But, I was too young to understand the ways of the world when you left without a goodbye
Recharging myself from the loss, amending to the changing moods took a lot of time
Every day the emptiness within me is a painful reminder that life is truly sublime
Little did I know life won't be the same, and pain would become a constant rhyme
Letting my dreams and desires take a backseat while I manage to move in robotic motion
And how I miss you as I feel your presence in every moment of my life again and again.
(In memory of my father)
Participating in http://www.octpowrimo.com/2018/10/day-15-if-were-umbrella.html
Prompt: If I were an umbrella
If I were an umbrella I would turn back the clock
Feel those happy days and rock
I wish things were different
We both would have lived a life happy and content
Essence of love was felt when you were present
Reaching out for you when I feel sad and feel your blessings from heaven
Earnestly wishing maybe in next birth we would get even
As time moves at its pace, I remember all the happy days
Naughty, prancing, inquisitive me and your kind and warm hugs
Under your protective gaze, in your tender arms
My childhood bloomed, with hopeful dreams in my eyes
But, I was too young to understand the ways of the world when you left without a goodbye
Recharging myself from the loss, amending to the changing moods took a lot of time
Every day the emptiness within me is a painful reminder that life is truly sublime
Little did I know life won't be the same, and pain would become a constant rhyme
Letting my dreams and desires take a backseat while I manage to move in robotic motion
And how I miss you as I feel your presence in every moment of my life again and again.
(In memory of my father)
Participating in http://www.octpowrimo.com/2018/10/day-15-if-were-umbrella.html
This really moved me. The longing and missing are so tough and there is so much love in your words. The last four lines really got me!
ReplyDeleteThis one directly from the heart.If I put myself in a nutshell,I am his reflection.The same hobbies, beliefs and ideology. Still not getting used to his absence. Thank you Sam.
DeleteI was 45 years old when my dad died. It's closing in on 10 years ago now. It still doesn't seem real.
ReplyDeleteAmazing work with the Acrostic form.
I was 16, when he died in an accident. I am in my 50s and still trying to accept the reality. Not fair..but that is how life is. Thank you for the appreciation, Cara.
DeleteSo poignantly beautiful, capturing the essence of your relationship.
ReplyDeleteWonderful work with the Acrostic, Sunita - and it's such a moving, beautiful tribute to your father.
ReplyDeleteAcrostic and Blitz are the two forms I am comfortable with.Thank you for the constant support, Shuku :)
DeleteThis is very touching!
ReplyDeleteTheresa :)
Deleteso very sorry you lost your dad so young. he sounds like he was a good one.
ReplyDeleteHe was a good man.
DeleteThis line is lovely and heartbreaking..." how I miss you as I feel your presence "
ReplyDelete:)
DeleteBeautiful. Losing a father is tough.
ReplyDeleteThank you Barbara. Yes, it is tough. Still not in a position to believe that he is no more.
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