Is there a burial ground for a heartache?
A deep distant corner to bury your feelings
Of the sort that were suppressed
Emotions left unexpressed
The ache of a playmate lost
The agony of a companion gone
The hand that helped me walk
The one who shaped the way I write and talk
Never to come back again ..you're gone without a trace
Every time I've thought of you I've held back
Stopped myself from wondering
How it would have been had you been around
How you'd have felt
In my moments of joy and those when I was in pain
Years have passed yet the hurt remains
The unsaid and the unreleased is what I pen today
Don't need photographs on the wall
I close my eyes... I see your face
3 comments:
nothing I say or do can ease the pain....but I am around to hear if you got to say something, am around if you wanna cry it out (I am right now)..
I wonder toooo, how it would be? how we would be?
The ache started in 88
The year has parted but pain startles Multiplies year after year
No signs of reduction but resurgence
Photos are required for people whose memory is short for us
the thoughts personify.
Nanna.
Hello.. i was reading through your blog and came across this.. Very well written and can never imaginge what the pain would be to loose a sibling....When I first heard of this I was 7 years old and still have Rani pinni's face in my memory..... and all I can say is its a part of life and fact that we have to face... how are ammamma and tatayya doing?? Was very happy to see them at Souji's wedding...
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