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Details | Free verse | |

Moon bridge

The moon so bold seems cold
with a halo of midnight glow
I sit mesmerized as the night grows old.

I bleed still, even after all these years
and I wait again through the night
aching in the depths of my soul
that no other seems to know
the Loneliness that has become my companion.

In the darkness we wait and confide in the other
our deepest fears as memories fade
in and out each season of change
            the nostalgia tempers the wars of pain
this tempestuous foe of ours
         wails at the gates of midnight
howling the warble of humanities last grace.

How the comfort of minds and hearts
turn from light to deep dark in the face 
of eternities long time clock...

I ache with wanting, with need and passion
          it is a lie that time heals and wounds scar
each night is fresh like the first
                              when I faced realities shock.

Who can wait with me?
Who can hold this hound at bay?
Who can cherish what little love left in me
             and make the broken whole?


I ache to be loved again as the love that burns
and waits inside of me. 
Who can comfort this emptiness and fill the void
                that so many leavings have left?

Cherish and love to honor and protect
             but who can slay these demons that hold my heart in wrath?
Who will walk the sulfur clouds of hell to save my mind
     and deliver my world to the gates of heaven
      with life, not death bridging the distance of pain?

I sit and wait at the floor of the moon each night
waiting for that bridge to carry me yonder,
      this moon who hangs heavy and ripe with the yearning of my soul
with clouds aglow as if I could sweep them across a canvas
   with the brush held in your hand

I rage at her as I wait, but still I wait and weep
as Loneliness and I keep each others company
wishing the clouds of that great moon could truly create
a way to find the lost, a pathway to home, lit by the legacy our love.


Details | Blank verse | |

Mothers Day: I love you Dad

I love you dad,
Not because of the sweet deep voice
Not because of the angelic heart 
Not because of the shelter and food
Not because of bills you clear
Not because of because
I love you dad, 
so much,
Because you love mom 


Details | Free verse | |

Midnight Lullaby

I wrapped all my tears, to see you smile.
you are the best, always by my side.
I tell you my feelings will get you crying,
you must think I’m out of my mind.

You don’t know, what I know,
all the angels let me go.

We were born to teethe and die,
you will grow to be so fine.
Fall in love, feel your softer side,
Remember me when life is kind.

When you go, let me know,
don’t walk away like the world and go.

Life is rough and the world unkind,
fight them down and you will be fine.
The truth of live is a brutal sight,
make no mistakes, you can learn from mine.

You have a strong heart, you are unique
I treasure times when you smile at me.

Live the life, I could not find,
be there for me, when I say goodbye.


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Final Adieu

Final Adieu

Let another sun set,
Let another flower wilt,
Let another autumn cast its gloom,
Let another tear role,
As ye part, and bid
The final adieu.

Suyash Saxena
St. Stephen’s college


Details | Free verse | |

The Old Salt

The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.

A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.

When patriotism was not just a word
but,
by what men lived and judged the worth of each, 
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend. 

An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station, 
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet. 

Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.

What greater honor, that when a man moves forward, 
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was. 

A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior, 
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.

The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now. 

Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember, 
because he now resides forever in our hearts.

As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye, 
as he draws upon his pipe, 
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.



Details | Free verse | |

Your Melodious Memories

Whole night you were in my musing
Everything forgets except your face
Today I'm late at bed
No one to wake me early
When i saw you in far
Corner of dry, dark sky
My heart gets torn,
Eyes can't stop flowing
We are missing you "Mom"...

He left the world you leave
Don't talk,
Rough movement and even
His smiles erased.
Still waiting for you every eve at the gate
The old breezed love
Can't take the pain.

My small brother asks me
When you will come?
Your daughter loss
All her faith and joy.

I can't see their faces
It's remind me you,
Your love
Babbling
Chattering before bed to rig up mosquito-curtain
Run after me while going to work!
My heart seems to burst
And blow up with grief...
I miss you at my every step,"Mom"

He was empty before you
Again fall into nothingness
They lost their playmate
I lost my best friend !

Nobody forbids me,
No one says don't do this
The call from back to return soon is vanished
Sometimes i feel so lonely,
My soul intends to cries out
Like a simple child
And pray to you,"Please come back Mom"
If not possible to punish me
Make me cry once !

Aaborta Dey
This poem is based on death of one of my friend's Mom and i feel more love to my parents when i read this.


Details | Light Poetry | |

Missing You

Missing you is like feelings of thee morning dew. The very first time I glanced at you, something like a widow a woman that husband has died. Wishing we had just a little more time. Wishful thinking believing everything you ever said was true shows how bad I want to be with you. Reminiscing over here dwelling on the past, indicating a desire of admiration I grasp. Adoration and appreciation is what I feel for you, longing suffering missing and enduring the lost just to speak to you. From morning till midnight, sunset to sunrise moving into the afternoon time I’m missing you. Arousing emotional response in motion missing you is my religion. My system of belief, therefor you’re an apostle sent by Christ making me a flock of one in your missionary. Leaving me with anxiety and tension I stay missing. Impatient for your fulfillment, missing you is an addiction and psychological dependence. Needing to see you even for a minute, in a recession I remain unchanged retain missing you.


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I Miss

I miss the way you would comfort me
When I was just a child
I miss the way you scolded me
When I was young and wild.

I miss the days you would tell me
That everything would be alright
I miss the way you worried for me
When I was no longer in your sight.

I miss the days we would share together
But those days I know I took
I miss the days when I did something wrong
And you gave me that special look.

I miss your love and compassion
God’s gift He gave to you
For no matter what would happen in life
You would always pull right through.

You kept our family together
You were there through thick or thin
You would fight the toughest battles
And you would always seem to win.

I love you Mom with all my heart
So please never close that door
For I hope there’s days we can share together
‘cause I hope to miss no more.


Roger Horsch


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Oku Sunkun Oku

In the spirit of the loss of a comrade (friend outside PS),
who kicked the bucket on 20th of this month,
coupled with the news about the death of Linda's (Pd) mother,
revealed by SKAT via her blog of 29th of the same month,
I sincerely surrender my pen to mourn the dead.
_______________________________________

WE MOURN OURSELVES

With no knowledge of that day
That God would call your name
Your sojourn with us we cherished
On your departure we did the same

Our heart tore when we lost you
You didn’t go home all alone
For part of us went with you
From the moment God called you home

You left us blissful memories
Your kindness and love remains our guide
There you’re, we can’t see you
But you’re always on our mind

This world you came alone
And this and us you left behind
For the next world we know
Would leave none of us behind

Your chain of friendship was broken
From the day God called you home
The gist, the grins, the cheers… are no more 
Left with you are your deeds in that new home

Your rope of kinship was severed
And things seized to seem the same
But when God takes us one by one
Our rope would tie and we’d all have a name 

________________________________________
   
I mourned with we the living and the dead
I believe we live to die
On the ground that death is inevitable.
 


Details | Munaajaat | |

NO ANSWERS

WRITTEN 25TH FEB 2001



I love you all with my whole entire heart
 every second, I'm left to wonder why we're apart

I try to work out what I must've done wrong
 how many mothers sing this sad song

But there are no answers to my questions

Every year we have spent together
 is now embedded, in my heart forever

I think hard and long
 does this pain really belong

Still...there are no answers to my questions

Strength I once had to carry on 
 is nearly dead and gone

I say a prayer every night
 to give me strength, to stay and fight

I still ask, "why us"
 were we on the wrong bus

I weep a tear with every second
 how do I live, like everyone reckon's 

Still...I get no answers to my questions

I stay here fighting, for just one more touch
 am I really asking way to much

I love my babies with every beat of my heart
 please I beg you, stop keeping us apart

Still...no answers to my questions

I'm only left to Guess, that God's reason's 
 are truly his very own



Details | Rhyme | |

Oh My Mom How I Miss You

I stopped to see you at your grave today.
I thought and wondered just what to say...
As I dug around and cleaned your stone.
I suddenly felt so very alone.
I played the songs on my radio,
Which played a part in your life.
Upon your stone it only says, Beloved Wife.
Six children you had, no, the seventh went home.
I just bet you're now holding, you're not alone.

I tried to remember the last memory I had.
But I kept returning to all that was sad.
I still remember that day you died...
I held your hand as my father cried.
So many things I used to do,
Like steal a flower and give it to you.
Where did you get that, Oh, never mind.
The thoughts that you had were so very kind.
You were there when I was good.
You were there when I was bad.
You corrected me the times when you should.
And now my heart is oh so sad.
I talked to you about the cancer in dad;
His lung removed and gall bladder he had.
The more I thought about all these things,
The more my heart broke.

A song came on that dad sang to you,
And as it did I sang it too.
I looked around for a flower to steal
And as I did my head began to reel.
My heart it sank to fathoms below,
I fell to my knees and wept so low.
The memories are all that I have, but for my tears,
My only salve.
I bent and kissed the plaque, on the cross.
I wondered if I'd find my way to you or be lost.
I thought of the first memory of mine,
In a hospital, I was two and doing fine.
The scarlet fever was gone and you and dad came for me.
I was so happy, as happy as can be.

I dusted the dirt away and took a hand full home.
I thought of when I might die and if I'd be alone.
My heart it ached and my eyes they wept,
I saw as I was watching with in my mind,
You and dad coming for me,
My feet, still they kept.
Your arms open wide and your faces so kind...
And again I wept...

Four years it will be that you've been away.
There is nothing more I can do or say.
I love you and miss you, my Beloved Mother.
Though dad has remarried, there will be no other...
I long to see you once again, and hold you in my arms.
In a place where there are no tears, I know I will cry...
For I will cry tears of joy to see you again.
Again my heart breaks and again I weep.
Oh, mom I miss you, but the memories I'll keep...

(Mom has been gone since 1996. Dad died almost ten years later. I still hurt inside.)


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Never Be the Same

I wake up sittin' on my bed,
I have these thoughts runnin' through my head.
I just cant figure out a way,
of how I'm gonna get through this day.
Oh, come and take my breath away,
I'll never be the same,
I'm not ready for today,
But it's gonna happen... Anyway.
I dont know how to understand,
I dont know whats, happening..
I can't do this on my own... No.
I'm starting to feel like i'm all alone... all alone.
I wake up sittin' on my bed,
I have these thoughts runnin' through my head.
I just cant figure out a way,
of how I'm gonna get through this day.
I need some juice, I need a Jolt!
Or maybe get hit my a lightning bolt!
some things will never be the same.....
Oh, come and take my breath away,
I'll never be the same,
I'm not ready for today,
But it's gonna happen... Anyway.
But it's gonna happen.... Anyway.


Details | Enclosed Rhyme | |

A Day In June

A DAY IN JUNE

A day in June,clouds white,sun bright.
What to do on a lonely dark day.
Why is it lonely? Only I can say.
When the lord took my mom and sister away.
It's a funny thing it was'nt yesterday,and it was'nt today.
But, the hurt in our hearts never,never goes away.

We look in the sky and we wonder “what they are doing?”
Singing, laughing, cooking ,sewing?
Just like we used to do when they were here.
But now each day seems like a year.

Our memories are like no others ,
when you had the greatest sister and mother.
Their kindness and love was above and beyond,
and the sweet faces that said " you are where you belong."

We manage to make it threw everyday.
And hope in time the hurt goes away. 
We miss them more than we can say
And every day seem dark and gray.

Be happy,not sad and no regrets.
You must go on and do your best,
These are the words our mom left,
Before we had to lay her to rest.

We try so hard to honor her words,
We look at nature the birds and the trees.
We look at the tall grass the flowers the bees.
They just don’t seem to look the same way
When the ones who loved them the most ,are suddenly gone away.

We would love to see them for just one more minute
Even though we know our time would have a limit.
Just for one second, time for a kiss
To let them know just how much they are missed.
      WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH !!!!!

Written By Betty Hebert   June 28, 2014


Details | ABC | |

Forget

Oh, how I’d like to forget, walkin in with you on the bed.
You appeared to me as though you were asleep,
But little did I know you were already deceased.
Never seen you the night before, was scared I’d get beat,
to avoid you yelling at me, and trying to keep the peace.
I wish I could forget those memories,
They're burned in my brain and still in my dreams.
If I could have just one wish for me,
I'd wish for just one day that you could be here with me.
Even though according to you I was a disappointment,
I wonder if I was also your regret.
I always let you down, everything was my fault,
I said and meant that I was sorry, and yet it never stopped.
If only... If only... I could rewire my brain,
And forget all the memories that cause me pain.
Because of you I have this fear,
I want to be angry but I end up scared.
Apart of me always wanted to say “F-off,”
Even though I love you and miss you a lot.
When you died I never had the chance to stand up to you to say things I needed to say,
I still have a lot of pent up anger and pain.
And this bottle inside me is about to break.
How dare you leave us when you did!
Did you know that it was going to happen?
Why did you keep so many secrets from dad and me?
Why this way, did it have to be?
I want to be angry.... but I just cant,
You made me stronger, yet gave me half a chance.
No more.... Fore I'll get carried away,
So at peace... I hope you are and will stay.


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A Fruitful Flight - part 2 of Surreal Love -

Is that enough 
proof to show you that you’re beautiful inside and out?
 
How can I show you that I’m captivated by my love towards you? 
How can I prove to you that you’re a great deal?
How can I wipe away your tears – twinkling blue?
How can I express how lovely you look? – It’s true  
I’m being serious and straightforward definitely – 
our love is pure and so much more…
our love will endure forevermore…
our love is real and it’s a splendid deal…
our love is unreal…our love is made of steel…
Our Love is oh so surreal 
You melt my anguish away…
Our love can heal a broken heart
You nurture me in the month of May 
You throw away winter’s dismay

Our Love burns on…and its warmth shrouds us with love
Our love takes wing…like a divine, elegant dove 
Adoring fruitful flight – 
What a sight…what a delight
Put to death the heartless night  
And fight the good fight 
As my mother would say 
every now and then 
she always turned the night to day
But, she’s not here with me again 
Why would she not visit me in the month of May? 
Didn't she promise that she would give me a call today? 

Our love’s a sturdy, majestic ship,
Revealing its glory and producing fellowship 
Our love sprouts with everlasting grace and ecstasy  
A zealous grace that won’t sink down to the bottomless sea  

Put a ring on your finger and soak in my mournful, ravishing rain 
Love me in a flattering, relishing way  
I place a vase of ferns and daisies on your window pane  
I send you my love as I begin my journey today 

I pray to God that the dawn will blossom 
In the month of May,
Pushing away the doubtful, dismal clouds…
making me feel numb
Making me drink in regret and disarray…


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Over the Moon

If you could've been saved, I would've been over the moon.
But you died and you were taken far too soon.
You had to have a hysterectomy and your left leg amputated.
You were in so much pain, it was something that I truly hated.

My brother and I had to end your pain by taking you off the respirator.
If I would've had a choice, I would've rather wrestled with an alligator.
When you died, I came home and licked my wounds.
If you could've been saved, I would've been over the moon.

[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]


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Eleven 13

His mind refuses to fathom
His heart refuses to accept
Such hurt and pain never die easily 
Shrouded in clusters, are his emotions
Never completely shown 
Never completely seen.
He misses you.

Happy Birthday
Mother.


Details | Haiku | |

Hospital Playroom

Hospital playroom

Child sits in stuffed toys box

His mother's soft lap


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Emah

Six years ago you left us,
Upon this very day,
Bound for Heaven’s glory,
An angel on her way.

The life you had was full of pain,
And sorrow filled your heart,
Yet somehow still you managed,
In your children, love impart.

Strength you did not have,
And hair gone from your head,
As silently and cold,
You lie on your last bed.

We buried you in pine,
Just the way you did want,
No pageantry or splendor,
No value did you flaunt.

Mourning seemed to last forever,
For your three girls and me,
No longer to speak with you,
No more would we see.

Too soon life returned,
And the day to day was sought,
Our minds forgot your wonder,
And the joy that you wrought.

But today my mind is full,
Thoughts of you remain,
They push aside the joy,
And fill my day with pain.

If you look down from Heaven
And chance to see me cry,
Know it’s out of love for you,
Never wanting that cruel goodbye.

We will love you till the end,
Until our time to go,
Then meet you by a stream,
Where milk and honey flow.

Six years ago you left us,
Our mother and our friend,
An angel has her wings,
Until eternity’s end.


Warren Wurzburger
May 2010