Saturday 28 February 2015

My Father....

Problems
Hopeless and Delicate, I
The reassuring croon
Solutions perched
The tutelar touch
Like soft petal 
Accomodating the tiny dew drop
A parasite me nourished
The host drained 
Smile intact, Rumples hidden 

Ominous nebula cuts the blue sky 
The heavy deluge
Outside, I stand
Drenched
I yearn, I pine
The umbrella
He will hold
Incessant wait
The river of tears
Raindrops 
Intermingle
The pang of Gross truth 
I shlep myself towards the open door
Looking in

Dad, I miss u.........

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23 comments:

  1. Peggy28 February 2015 at 23:16

    I can feel your sadness in this poem. I miss my dad as well. Thanks for posting at Poetry Jam.

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    1. Susmit1 March 2015 at 00:33

      Thanks Peggy! Yup, that's an irrepairable loss, which we all have to bear at some point of time. Thanks for dropping by.

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  2. Mary28 February 2015 at 23:45

    You have really shared a lot of feelings in this poem! Nice to meet you here.

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    1. Susmit1 March 2015 at 00:35

      Thanks Mary! Glad, you liked it. Likewise, I also feel at home here.

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  3. alan17041 March 2015 at 00:42

    There is a real sadness expressed in your words, it really conveys your heart. I like how you make this progress.

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    1. Susmit1 March 2015 at 01:18

      Thanks Alan, as always, for those kind words!

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  4. annell41 March 2015 at 01:16

    I miss my Dad, too.....

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    1. Susmit1 March 2015 at 01:19

      Thanks Annell for dropping by! Wish, they could stay forever.

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  5. Roger Owen Green1 March 2015 at 05:44

    My dad died in 2000. Still miss him.

    ROG, ABCW

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    1. Susmit1 March 2015 at 14:21

      Sad to hear that, Roger. Btw, thanks for the wonderful prompt !

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  6. Sumana Roy1 March 2015 at 08:34

    I miss my father too...the intense sadness here is so palpable...

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  7. S1 March 2015 at 19:50

    Love that line, "smile intact, rumples hidden". I think parents are always missed. A beautiful poem. Thank you for the visit to my blog.

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  8. Brian Miller2 March 2015 at 17:01

    it is interesting. my father and i never had a great relationship until after i moved out...and then it became much better...i would hate to think of losing him...my wife lost her mom a few years ago and that was the hardest loss we have ever had to face...

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    1. Susmit2 March 2015 at 17:33

      Yes, at times, a small gap, or a distance do help up things. Thanks for stopping by!

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  9. Obsessivemom2 March 2015 at 19:58

    What a sad poem that is. Beautifully written. Your post makes me count my blessings and reminds me to call my dad.

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    1. Susmit2 March 2015 at 22:15

      Thanks for your words, Tulika! Yes, when they are near we tend to take them for granted, but when they are not, we fathom the real essence.

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  10. Yogi Saraswat3 March 2015 at 11:41

    Nice words dedicated to father

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  11. Maniparna4 March 2015 at 03:08

    Myriad of feelings in your words.... nicely penned :-)

    Poetry Jam is a great platform, also, do post in Poets United if you wish..:-)
    Here is the link: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/

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    1. Susmit4 March 2015 at 13:08

      Such nice words from one, who does it brilliantly, mean so much, Maniparna!

      Thanks for the link; I'll surely do so.

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  12. Intelliblog4 March 2015 at 04:40

    The sense of loss and sadness is captured well in your poem, Susmit...

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