Home Alone - A Accolade and Homage To My Pretty Lotus by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

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Would She Ever Know?

 

We laid her to rest in peace eighteen months

ago today,

A continuous moment of darkness is with me

everyday.

All the hurt, fear and pain keep coming to me

day by day,

My Pretty Lotus has gone and I am home

alone all today.

Time has flown fast but sorrows have

remained with me,

I have done many prayers but so far, none

would heal me. 

I know I miss her heaps and no one to dry my

eyes for me,

My life is a heap of loneliness, hurt and pain

glaring at me. 

I'll always be waiting for her to return but

that's not to be,

I will send a reminder we shall unite again as

it used to be.

I know that our life on earth is but one brief

moment of time,

A cool breeze blows to take our soul when it is

the right time.

A violent breeze blew within my heart to take

that life away,

The life that was my wife, my angel and my

dove flew away.

Left behind were my tears, loving memories of

many years,

A life well spent with joy and love lasting fifty

fruitful years.

My angel went on heavenly flight, left the light

of life to blow,

My heart and soul are all weeping but would

she ever know?

 

16th September 2014

 

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You Are Never Gone

 

I sat beside you when on death’s doorstep you lay,

I set my head upon your chest as I bowed to pray.

 

The world to me was shut off the silence was thick,

Alone just you and I and your heart’s rhythmic tick.

 

I block out all my pain and loss that my heart feels,

I concentrate deeply on the tick your heart reveals.

 

I sit here now all day and hear that old rhythmic sound,

I contemplate you are gone but the thought seems profound.

 

The time has taken you away to enter the Heaven’s Gate,

I will stay here at my site until your journey is complete.

 

It is eighteen months now since you have passed away,

Wounds are healing slowly but the pain doesn’t go away.

 

I long so much to hear your voice to see your smiles glow,

I hear you in my dreams but your voice hasn’t got that flow.

 

I lay my head upon my pillow when my sorrows are too strong,

I hear your heart’s rhythmic tick and know you’re never gone.

 

 

 

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