I don't know

I don't know
How to say goodbye to mother,
Each time eyes become wet and tear rolls on the cheek.

I don't know,
How to express love to father,
Just lips are sealed each time in front of him,
Wishing to give him a hug one day.

I don't know,
how to tell your feeling of loneliness to sister,
when she will be gone to her new home after marriage...

Comments

Lonely plank said…
Gud hai bhai...excellent work :)
April 2, 2009 at 11:54 PM
joie de vivre said…
sab kuch waqt se pehle jaan lena theek nahi hoga..
April 3, 2009 at 2:41 PM
Yayaver said…
thanks rajjo,nidhinsam and joiedevivre for words of encouragement.
April 6, 2009 at 8:57 PM
Dr. Chandana Shekar said…
very heart touchin. simple and sweet...
April 7, 2009 at 5:49 PM
Yayaver said…
@chandna shekar,thank you very much.
April 9, 2009 at 6:22 PM
Shaifali said…
Beautiful...so small yet direct from heart. It seems you say what I (and probably many others) feel and can not express.
August 12, 2010 at 2:55 AM
Yayaver said…
@Shaifali, What can't be written but felt, that is the beauty of poem. Words are obsolete. Thanks for coming here. It was a creative moment in which this poem was borned.
August 12, 2010 at 9:01 AM
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