Sunday, March 28, 2010

why...

a bane
the pain
a moment
in time
harsh...
a dark truth
a precious life
gone...silently

a bad dream
nay...reality
feeble cries
a thick void
haplessness
a home beautiful
charred...in tears

love’s gone
pure, eternal
a beautiful life...
cold
                                                           a flower plucked
                                                           a garden shrouded
                                                           white, ember, dust...
                                                           why?

6 comments:

Lynn said...

This is sad and lovely at the same time. I am curious about the inspiration.

Shyamanga said...

Lynn: Thank you for the kind words. Just a simple tribute to my dear mom who passed away recently.

Lynn said...

It is so difficult to lost a parent. I lost my dad recently, too. My condolences to you.

Shyamanga said...

Very sorry to hear about your dad. Please accept my heartfelt condolences.

Anil P said...

Very sad to hear about your loss.

There's never any compensation for the loss, not even all the years a mother's presence enriches and anchors lives. It's never enough. It's the continuity that one seeks. It's the loss of continutiy of a mother's presence that leaves behind a broken thread.

Shyamanga said...

Anil: Thank you for your kind words.