Desolation upon me, pain I couldn’t explain
Confused and lost, drench in suffocating mist
Cold breeze envelopes, a lacerated heart
Dawn never came; dark of night wraps my being
Shed tears dried up, still wound within me stings
Rock that used to be, buried beneath the ground
He, the pillar has gone, shall never return
Rock that he is, soon dust he will become
But his wisdom forever be embedded in my mind
Father let me mourn, but not with disdain
I am your son; will carry your legacy, your name
Ronald,
ReplyDeleteThis seems to be of a great personal nature.
Very deep and meaningful words.
I do hope alll is well with you.
Eileen
A very touching poem to memorize a father who has passed away.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy reading this poem. Could you please let me know the author's name and a short biosketch? I'd like to translate some of poems into Chinese in my blog.
ReplyDeleteLily check the above menu bar, you can click the "Author". Thanks by the way.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. I find all the info. Have a great day.
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