Monday 24 March 2014

Time doesn't heal all wounds

   Dear my son, to whom could I share
  The depth of the emptiness that surrounds us
  Who told Time can heal all wounds
  There instead are wounds
  Which only increase day by day

  We have only one question to the master
  Why? Why and Why?
 We are ready very much ready
 For the journey the very last journey
 With hope that we shall meet you
 As each day passes by we are happy
 We feel we are one day closer to you     

PS - This is my humble attempt on a poem. I read a post of a father who has lost his only son. The intention was just to imagine and  express  his feelings.  The bond between them touched me deeply.


  1. God's ways are indeed unfathomable. May you find solace within yourself and from your memories and the hope that you shall meet again.

    1. Thanks Corinne. Yes let us pray for the parents.

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  4. Such a touching poem, Devangana...