Why donāt you come over sometime? .
Thereās your old boombox
Gathering dust atop the TV.Ā
We could sing along to
Kishore or Kansas,Ā
Or to Jingle Bells, if you fancy. .
Thereās a photo of usĀ
Sitting by my bedside,
It reminds me of those merry times
When I was the center
Of your protected, charmed life. .
Iāve saved the last wine
You gifted me on Motherās Day.
It lies unopened,
Still swathed in its shimmery gauze,
Waiting for the perfect day. .
Iāll whip up your favourite cakes,
Nevermind that Iām diabetic.Ā
Or would you prefer pakodas or kulfi?
I know youāre health conscious now.Ā
I swear I have a guilt-free recipe. .
The phone doesnāt ring anymore.Ā
No, Iāve paid the bills like I should.Ā
Itās because you just text now and then,Ā
And all the rest are dead,
But I keep hoping, still. .
You stopped coming over on weekends,Ā
Then on holidays too,
And now altogether.Ā
The last time I saw your bonny face,Ā
Was on a magazineās cover. .
I know youāll never come back to stayĀ
But your roomās always been ready for you,
As if youāre only out at school.
Should you ever want to come back,
Youāll feel like you never left home. .
There are times when I wonder
If my life is unfair;
That when you needed care
I was always there.
Yet in my twilightĀ years, thereās no one here,
My cherished nest lies bare. .
No, Iām not complaining,
I understand
you have work in the city.Ā
I just need some reassurance,
A call, a hello, a hug, from time to time,
A reminder of my only family. .
So, wonāt you please cover over sometime;
Tell me that you still care,Ā
Or pretend to,
just for old timesā sake?
These arms, they seek
your comforting hug,Ā
Before it is too late.
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In memory of my grandparents, wherever they may be...
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#poetry #grandparents #mourning #loss #poetsofinstagram #instapoetry
Be Brave instantly time travelled my mind to a song I remember hearing in a disney animation called The Rescuers ( 1977). Whilst a lonely and troublesome situation surrounds this little girl, she gazes at the sky as a song plays out ” be brave little one, make a wish for each sad little tear. Hold your head up when noone is near, someone’s waiting for you..”
It reminds me of this beautifully written poem of yours. The ending truly does sum up the bravery we must face.
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Those are some very very wonderful lines you’ve brought my attention to Madame V. Thank you so much for being so very encouraging at all times to me. I will not be lying whn I say that you inspire me in many ways. I’m glad to get to know you š
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Love the last line. So motivating
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Thanks a lot Arv š
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This is so motivating! Brilliant writing, Pradita.
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Thanks a lot babe š
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this is so beautiful! thank you for your artwork/ words!
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Thank you so much for your praise. I’m humbled by your generous praise but thank you again and sorry for the late reply.
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