Dads are always special
At times, the grief of losing my dad is unbearable.(see my 'posts of note' on the right side of this blog and click on "call your parents today") Certain memories keep playing over and over again.
Memory is a wonderful thing, if you do not have to deal with the past (its a quote from 'Before sunset', a lovely movie)
Wrote this poem,to express my grief.
The final goodbye.
He is lying in front of me
As cold as the granite floor
They lay him down on.
This is not the dad I knew.
The dad I knew was full of life.
The dad I knew always spoke to me.
The dad I knew was always there for me.
The dad I knew never abandoned me.
The dad I knew was vibrant.
And alive.
I try hard to forget
The pain
But it keeps cutting
Like shards of glass
Piercingly sharp.
Penetrating deep
Bleeding
And silent
Reminding me
That daddy
Is now a dead body.
The internal tears
Refuse to stop flowing
Yet I smile
I burn inside,
And keep enduring.
Then, I console myself
Saying
“In me he lives”
© Ps
Memory is a wonderful thing, if you do not have to deal with the past (its a quote from 'Before sunset', a lovely movie)
Wrote this poem,to express my grief.
The final goodbye.
He is lying in front of me
As cold as the granite floor
They lay him down on.
This is not the dad I knew.
The dad I knew was full of life.
The dad I knew always spoke to me.
The dad I knew was always there for me.
The dad I knew never abandoned me.
The dad I knew was vibrant.
And alive.
I try hard to forget
The pain
But it keeps cutting
Like shards of glass
Piercingly sharp.
Penetrating deep
Bleeding
And silent
Reminding me
That daddy
Is now a dead body.
The internal tears
Refuse to stop flowing
Yet I smile
I burn inside,
And keep enduring.
Then, I console myself
Saying
“In me he lives”
© Ps
Its hard to lose a loved one, so i know how you feel.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your poem.
So beautiful..he must have been a very special man..thankyou for sharing your grief with us.You are not alone.
ReplyDeleteTim,Niall, thanks so much for your support.Means a lot to me.
ReplyDeleteThat's really beautiful. I got so teary reading it. I'm sure you miss him terribly.
ReplyDeleteThanks Katherine.I do feel so bad,so helpless,and devastated by the suddenness of it all.That too, Dad had booked his & Mom's tickets to come and visit me, and each day thatI spoke to him, he would count the number of days left, to come to the place I live.He so badly wanted to see my new place.(we just moved to this city 5 months back)Nothing can be done now--except bear it.
ReplyDeleteYour poems really create a lump in the throat...sorry once again for your loss...
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