Woke up this morning
Dragged myself to the kitchen
Poured a lukewarm cup of coffee
And slumped my shoulders over it.
Lost myself in my thoughts:
The chances I had taken,
The dreams never realized,
All the times I was mistaken.
As tears warm up my coffee
Wrapped in self-pity I wonder:
My broken marriage,
The wasted time,
The wrong paths.
I miss my mummy
Whom I'll never have again.
How sad it is that I no longer feel your touch.
No longer will I feel the warmth of your hugs.
Your kisses placed gently upon my cheek.
Your hands caressing my hair.
Oh, for so many years I have wept.
If only once I could call you and hear your reply.
You are my reminder that life should never be taken for granted.
You are my reminder that above all else life should be cherished.
Your love will always be eternal.
My life without her nothing...
ReplyDeleteYour love will always be eternal.
As tears warm up my coffee
ReplyDeleteWrapped in self-pity I wonder:
My broken marriage,
The wasted time,
Very touching, reminded me of my mother sending me letters with few Liras to me when I was in boarding school in Beirut, it would make me feel rich for few days. My mother is my best friend, maybe the 18 years age difference between her and I helped.
On my way home, I pass through a mall everyday "Almost", I pass through Victoria Secret, don't pay attention to the window, go to Apple store check my emails, blogs and etc....... and remember my last private talk with mother in Starbucks coffee shop at the upper level regarding family, kids mother and kids and also remember the last phone call one hour before she had a stroke asking about the kids. Mother is always on my mind, eyes get watery, call father every day how they are doing as they are aging, if it wasn't for the kids I would have gone and lived with them, it is a struggle inside me to choose either your kids or your parents.
Queen - Mother Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLDsd6lUiR8
Nuna,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your true words . We tend to lose part of ourselves when losing a parent,and myself having lost both feel so lost especially after the loss of my dad recently who was in a wheelchair for many years -still he was alive and I treasured and cherished every moment...putting everything on hold,because I knew deep down that as he was aging and dying we would have to part..and he passed silently as he was in a coma,but before he did so he awoke for a second and looked at me as if to say to say he was sorry for leaving me alone,but couldnt hold on any more.....
Musiclover,
I am sorry for your aging parents and unwell mother and I hope you get to visit them. Life is short .You shouldn't have to choose between your parents and children.At least they are alive and you have a chance of visiting ,hugging,kissing and loving them with all your force.I wish I had given my parents grandchildren,that would of made them very happy,but it wasn't meant to be...Alhamdulilah.
Thanks for your comment.
Loli,
ReplyDeleteIm happy you put your grief in poetry,something youre so good at MashaAllah. Im glad its helping you.
May Allah bless you and give you the courage to move on.
Take care