“Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come” – Rabindranath Tagore
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It has been now 28 days since my son’s passing. I find myself searching for peace of mind. Mourning is very complicated especially when you are mourning the death of a son. I know deep in my heart that he has finally found peace and that comforts me. I know he is no longer in physical pain.
I have often said that Poetry is life; Life is Poetry. I find myself digging up poems I had written about and to my children. I spend hours looking through old photographs that can be translated into poems. I search for peace within the collections of poetry that gave me comfort and peace of mind; poetry that inspired me to write my own poems.
I came across some poetry and thoughts by Khalil Gibran – Lebanese Poet and Philosopher. Please listen to A Tear and a Smile. I hope this brings peace to those of you who may need peace of mind right now.
I have not posted any new poems lately. We were away with our son who became very ill. He is now in the heaven he believed in so much. We miss him so much. The poem below is dedicated to him. It is the first full poem that I have been able to sit and write since he passed away. I often wrote poems for my children but never read the poems to them. I do not know why. But I hope that he hears me reading this one. I want all of you to know not to make that mistake; I mean to wait to say anything loving and meaningful to your loved one especially your children. Thanks for your continued support.
I return to writing my poems with deep sadness in my heart
I never dreamed we’d be this very far apart;
Unable to see you anymore
and hold you close like I did before.
As destiny would have it
we lived a distance from each other;
but not as far away as now.
I would have liked for you to live closer
but life took you elsewhere to fulfill your dreams.
and to find your life’s purpose.
Losing one of my children was always one of my greatest fears
a parent should be the one to go firstt
and children should be left with the tears.
Distance made it hard for us to share
so many things with you right in the moment.
So I would whisper my Blessings and
silently pray for God to keep you well.
but only time would really tell.
what destiny had in mind.
So I’d send you virtual hugs by the dozen
and millions of kisses as well
Cause just one kiss at a time
would never be enough.
To show you just how much
You were missed and loved.
Now your dad and I must wait until
Our dying day
To see you again in heaven.
In the meantime,
I hope you can feel when hugs and kisses come your way.
even though you are no longer here and so very far away.
I wish our Prayers for your survival had been answered;
As we believed so deeply in our pleas
to the Greatest Force there is;
but, as you always would say to me;
Mom, “It is what it is.”
Well, that does not bring me much comfort now, dear son;
perhaps it Never will.
All I ask is that when I too cease to be,
and lay absolutely silent and still
That you come and take my hand,
to help me enter Eternity.
Just wondering why
wondering can be devastating
and disappointing too.
Yet, they say curiosity killed the cat
because the wondering may bring it back
to a reality unknown.
Did the proverbial cat ever know or is it true
nine lives is what they do.
And did they ever wonder why?
Like you and I?
Perhaps it is a wonder it did not care to know;
So they just went with the flow.
Wondering what it is that may astonish others?
When they saw the light;
and the miracle behind it,
Did they wonder why?
Did no one wonder anymore?
Or did they wonder
just once more?
Waiting for miracles
to come true
A butterfly appears
Deep in the soul a memory
fades and a rebirth
tells it all
A happy poet
God’s plan for us
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” —Harriet Tubman
This is a video I made this morning. I will appreciate it if you join in prayer for all those afflicted with Cancer or any other illness. Thanks for your cooperation and expressions of love and friendship in the past.
Four souls are ushered to the heavens
a new shepard guides their journey;
the creator called blue origin is apropos
as they get closer to the heavens
a lifelong dream becomes true
only a 10-minute flight in reality
and a memory that will last centuries.
Amulets are carried for good luck
a piece of canvas from the Wright Flyer, and
a bronze medallion that was made from the first hot air balloon flight in 1783.
A historic day, a successful experiement
a blissful crew.
And the rest of us watch in awe,
hopeful that we also
can get closer to the heavens.
In the meantime,
let’s take care of our precious planet now
let’s be considerate and loving to each other.
“Life laughs at you when you are unhappy; Life smiles at you when you are happy;
but life salutes you when you are making others happy.” -Charlie Chaplin
SURVEY: I would love to hear from you. It would maKe me very happy.
What makes you happy?
How do you make others happy?
Purple pansies pop-up in the early morning,
welcoming me to stay and watch mindfully.
I thank the universe for their exquisite beauty.
Sometimes they sing silent psalms
and I am reminded of my mom, how she would talk to her plants;
she believed they had a heart and listened.
Now I am the one who listens
with the hope that they will tell me
the miracle will be soon.
What makes you happy? You will make me very happy if you submit a comment or response. Have a beautiful day!
It has been a while since my last post. Family illness and life consumed most of my time. I hope to get back into the rhythm of writing poems and painting which are the two things I love the most. I did keep a journal where I jotted my deep thoughts, some short poems, and quips and quotes I come across. Today I want to share a poem I wrote recently.
When Sadness Stares You in the Face
Sadness crept up behind me
as I looked into the mirror
It stared me in the face
I could feel its heartache
as if it were mine.
It told me sorrow never stands alone
It pierces the soul
It wails and deafens
But that fact does not make it proud.
I stared at it for a while
and then I decided to ignore it
I wished away its dysphoria, and the despondence
I challenged the bleakness
and it finally disappeared
Only my reflection remained
and the sun’s evening rays beamed through
I knew then that hope was on its way.
I was a little hesitant
to open up my heart
and ask you for your prayers
but a great love of my life
brings me to this plea
because a prayer to me
is a force unlike any other
almost as powerful as poetry
I believe God will be listening
as I have asked you unpretentiously
to join me in prayer for the healing
of a person so dear to me.
I will be forever grateful
to you all
and to the Lord above.
“The river has great wisdom and whispers its secrets to the hearts of men.”
– Mark Twain
How important is it,
if I had a song?
My very own song,
A song to praise Mother Earth!
Would I be dancing on my own,
without a care in the world?
Listen to what
the magical tune of the river tells us
The message is hopeful
You may still hear some craziness.
You may still feel like you are in the dark.
Yet, if you are still, and listen carefully
the magical tune of the river will whisper
And Peace will be your song.