Thursday, 5 December 2024

127.Coping up with pain of losing parent

 


*Coping up with pain of losing parent*


In Span of a year , I lost both my parent

So difficult is the situation at present 


I am not healed 

My tears aren't sealed 


Memories do peel 

Heart sobs, I feel 


Solution I though give to self on how I dealt 

Yet at times I feel at guilt 


Speaking to my parents was the most beautiful time 

All possessions are the precious memories mine 


The pain of losing them is tough to deal 

My parents sweet smile deeply I feel 


My childhood memories may not be the sweetest 

I have faced my share of struggle and test


I may have fought with my parents at times 

Now only good memories I have as time flies 


Physical pain can be even calmed down

But pain felt of losing a dear one has outgrown 


Time is not healing for me 

Guilt has made an entry 


I am trying to change my focus 

As if I have plastered my wound prevent puss 


I never imagined my beautiful family would be in ashes 

All I have is only the memory flashes 


Who will love me the way my parents did 

Whom will I call ,care and treat like a kid


I also went into toxic zone 

Constantly scrolling my phone 


I need a lot of healing within 

God please forgive my sin

Help me overcome the grief 

Woking is giving me some relief 


But as soon as I get back to reality 

I don't feel good till infinity 


I miss my parents and the memories that seize

May their soul rest in peace!!!


© Priyanka kamath

06/11/2024


Feedback 

Poignant ❤️

So sorry to hear about your loss. The unbearable pain of the emotional turmoil of losing both parents within a year has been beautifully captured. The honest expressions of grief resonate deeply and are heart-touching. I can feel that you miss them and think about them so much and you are also trying to heal and move on, even though it is hard.❤️

Keep it up ❤️

@⁨Priyanka Kamath⁩

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