Monday, 6 July 2015

Family

Family
My head on her lap, I see her
With my lips on her hand, I kiss her
Blood with soothing cool wave runs
Oh how lovely is my mother

A sacred body, the sublime whole
Immortal she is, so I supposed

The age brings truth in eyes
Death comes, then her heart is iced
My world shatters, my heart cries
She was not immortal and divine;
But a human being bound to die;

And my heart cries, aches, and whines
With my head on her heavenly lap
and my gaze on her dove-like eyes

I want to cry

For I know
that one day
Like my mother, 
all my friends and family shall DIE

And 

I,

like the letter "I" shall always remain alone
now this is what I am, and this is all I know



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