Stealing Away

Whenever I pass through this 
Silent graveyard
I feel itching pain 
In my heart
Through my every vain
Thinking that my parents
Who are with me now
Will to come to this place
One day without looking at me

I lift my eyes 
To see their terribly wrinkled faces
And lean bodies
As if heavily burdened with time
I see their watery eyes
As if having a deep hidden sorrow
Of the thought 
That they are to leave us
Any of these days

Their pain is out of words
Out of imagination
This is the pain 
Every parents feel while leaving
Their loving ones
I cannot bear these thoughts 
And keep away my sight
From those painful watery eyes
Stealing away from the reality
Of this sorrowful world
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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