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a poem to father who was called back last year |
| You left… There were no goodbyes No last words for me To lay my hopes on No last glimpse No last smile, No tears from you As our beating hearts Were separated Million miles by a door And when I saw you The reality before me Broke me to pieces Stabbed countless times Till I was only Shattered flesh and bones I wanted my scream To go beyond where I was I wanted to see What’s behind The slightly closed eyes If I could just fade away So I could grab you back You’re out there somewhere Lost, and don’t know How to come back Yet I was taken up Upon the wings of time Then I was laughing… Telling myself I was fine But I did not stop the mourning I guess… There never would be Goodbyes from you I was down and almost Could not get up As most of me left with you I got more than a pair of arms To comfort me And more than one tongue To push me down Yet somehow I’m still here Moving on with your memory You’re still here, I know Our bond is more than flesh You’re not lost, I know that now You’re home… right in my heart. |