Wednesday 11 July 2012

Too much, taken for granted....



(Pic from MAGPIE TALES)


The smell of the hay, warmth of sun’s ray
As I sweat my way, my kids are happy jay
Here I belong, smell, sweat and food
My days rewarded, honesty reverberate d.

Decades passed and here I earn
My muscles don’t toil but brain
I am a king, my family sound and trained
But there is a void little space, yearned.

When I look, to enjoy serenity
She looks back for honesty
I fear she may never forgive
The gap that I left between us, grave.

I emanate from her, soothing
She caressed, a mother loving
Things taken for granted, the very existence
Can we honestly perform to have forgiveness?











6 comments:

  1. When I look, to enjoy serenity
    She looks back for honesty
    I fear she may never forgive
    The gap that I left between us, grave.

    absolutely love that stanza....i dont know that we can ever truly earn forgiveness...i def think it has to be a gift....

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    1. Thank you so much......I wish if we can.....

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    2. Agree with Brian - I LOVE that stanza, too. Nice work on the prompt, Sreeja. Oh well, you always do! :) :)

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    3. Thanks Vaishali......:-))

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  2. poignant question at the end...beautiful writing.

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