Sunday, January 25, 2009

Story of a lonely son

I held his hand and walked along

No fear whatsoever                                                                                    

In him I always bestowed upon

My trust which was blind

He took me places and taught me things

Showed me the meaning of emotions within

He taught me to love and live in peace

He cried and worried even if I would sneeze

I didn’t know who he was and why he cared

They told me he was my dad.

I never understood what that meant

And found his love too cagey

I fought with him as I grew

Hurting his heart and shredding it through

He never complained and kept his faith

He believed his son could never go bad

His trust in me was never ending

And with him I kept fighting

Over the years, I realized how much I loved him

But it was not until I had lost him

I didn’t realize what I had lost

He took with him a friend, philosopher and guide

Now I wish he would come back to me

I would love him and express it free

One thing in his lifetime I could never do

To tell him how much I loved him true

I wish I had said it before                             

Dad I love you and now I wish you were here

3 comments:

Ashrita said...

This is why I like your posts, straight from the heart. You can actually feel the words while you read them. It is beautiful!

Keep posting D!!

SALIL KARPE said...

hey!!
We are always there with you.
"YOU NEVER WALK ALONE"

Gastro Mallu said...

A Loss in Life is Inevitable. It just that the unexpected arrival of this loss that makes us weak. But then... Remember one thing LOSSES make us vulnerable but it is the heart to bear the loss and face reality that makes us the best of the lot..TAKE CARE Bro