Acquiesced
The wait was over now, after a long time.
Time to depart from their company
They accompanied me all through my way,
By the time I turned back to see them, the angels flew away.
Time had come to land up.
It took 60 days to touch down.
The couple waiting down to receive me,
Just like the sunflower waiting for the buzzing bees.
The place of stay was wonderful.
Cozy and dark, safe and sound.
Not much of a place to play around,
For I became a heaven’s prisoner.
I circled around here and there,
Kicking and punching around.
She felt that every moment of it.
With smile in her face and tears in her eyes.
Ten months of solitary confinement.
Time to get bailed and see the external world.
Half masked people adamant to see me out.
Carefully escorted for a Hero’s welcome.
I took her hand to walk around,
She helped me to talk aloud,
Wrapped her in her arms tight,
I lay there crying all time making her’s sleepless nights.
Time whisked away everything.
Happiness and sorrows,
Laughter and cry,
Victory and defeat
Except for the love she had for me.
It has been 22 years since I made my debut.
Growing tall and athletic which every mother would want.
I could see the grey hair sprouting from her head.
It was time for her to get some rest.
Love is coloured in white,
For it symbolizes purity,
I have seen it in her for ages now.
Too dumbfounded to realize that it has remained unstained.
Yet again I had to depart.
I flew away from her to make a fortune
She stood there gazing at the skies.
Hoping I would return to her soon with tears in her eyes.
Man has to be wise enough to understand sometimes,
That separation is intangible.
Brooding over it would not help life to be at ease.
Its better that we get “Acquiesced”
Time to depart from their company
They accompanied me all through my way,
By the time I turned back to see them, the angels flew away.
Time had come to land up.
It took 60 days to touch down.
The couple waiting down to receive me,
Just like the sunflower waiting for the buzzing bees.
The place of stay was wonderful.
Cozy and dark, safe and sound.
Not much of a place to play around,
For I became a heaven’s prisoner.
I circled around here and there,
Kicking and punching around.
She felt that every moment of it.
With smile in her face and tears in her eyes.
Ten months of solitary confinement.
Time to get bailed and see the external world.
Half masked people adamant to see me out.
Carefully escorted for a Hero’s welcome.
I took her hand to walk around,
She helped me to talk aloud,
Wrapped her in her arms tight,
I lay there crying all time making her’s sleepless nights.
Time whisked away everything.
Happiness and sorrows,
Laughter and cry,
Victory and defeat
Except for the love she had for me.
It has been 22 years since I made my debut.
Growing tall and athletic which every mother would want.
I could see the grey hair sprouting from her head.
It was time for her to get some rest.
Love is coloured in white,
For it symbolizes purity,
I have seen it in her for ages now.
Too dumbfounded to realize that it has remained unstained.
Yet again I had to depart.
I flew away from her to make a fortune
She stood there gazing at the skies.
Hoping I would return to her soon with tears in her eyes.
Man has to be wise enough to understand sometimes,
That separation is intangible.
Brooding over it would not help life to be at ease.
Its better that we get “Acquiesced”
posted by Sai at 9/06/2007 10:55:00 PM
6 Comments:
beautiful... sensational.. great way to describe the purity of mother's love and her selfless sacrifice.. really touching
BEAUTIFUL are the lines which describes the TRUE LOVE
BEAUTIFUL is the HEART which felt it and wrote those lines
Keep it up sweety...
PROUD of u...
Awesome... No words 2 describe it.. Shows how much u luv ur mum.. She must be very proud to have u.. And I am very proud 2 be ur friend too :-)
Continue the gr8 job Mr. Poet :-)
nice da...like evryone has siad it shows how much u love ur mom..keep up the good work....preethi
Excellent choice of words. Unsullied emotions.
But I detest with the last line. Why should she need to get used to this separation.
There is no wise and wisdom here. Yes she lets you free from the shackles of relations and emotions, stops being over protective, lets you be yourself but all this is just for a while.
You fly off to different shores, different nests, make a breed for your own, but ought to RETURN back where you have started.
Remember what ever you do, how much ever you grow and farther greens you seek, you would still stand incomplete at large if you cannot come back to take care of her silver hair days!!..
Your prelude & interlude scribe her sacrifice and ends with her grieve of separation as something she need to cope up with..i say NO!
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..yes you do surprise me with your poetic skills these days!! one family we are :)..
Work on punctuations a bit :)
check beyond poets community in my orkut list, you may pickup some caveats!!
Hugs
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