I feel you

When the glistening sunlight showers its warmth

I feel you embracing me,

When I see a shooting star leaving its trail on the sky

I see you descending for me.

 

When the mighty stars’ light penetrates through the cloud

I feel you twinkling above,

When a fresh morning breeze teases me with its charm

I discern your good wishes for me.

 

When I pass a playground and hear a child’s laughter

Nostalgia of our time grips me,

When the magical droplets of rain shimmer and dance

I feel you smiling and blessing me!

 

 

Author's Note

It is said that death can only touch the body and not the soul.

So this piece is penned in the memories of my late father.
Miss you, Papa!

Reviews

[Avinash]

It's an immensely beautiful one. Stay strong and stay brave and never let anyone put you down. That's how he would have liked you to be.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Thank you, Avinash.

[Stan Lee]

What a beautiful poem Jyoti. I'm sure your Papa would be proud. There's a wonderful flow in these words that show us that your poem was written from the heart. I only have one suggestion. The sun "showers" its warmth. It's a active, doing word. Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Thank you so much for your kind review, Andrea.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

And I rectified the error as you suggested. Thank you.

[Stan Lee]

You are very welcome Jyoti. Thanks for taking my suggestions so graciously. :)

ps. nice prof pic ;)

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Thank you! :)