The day was gone
I was still gazing into vacuum.
My mind was numb,my heart yet thumping
I did not like heart’s loud snore.
I got up and passed out
to wake up hour later some how.
No one was around me
except my son.
He was sleeping next to me.
with marks of tears staining his face.
I was still numb,I felt sad
without a drop of tears.
unlike my real self,
My heart and brain were full,
full of unknown fears.
I dozed off on floor
with my son next to me.
The morning sunshine broke my delirium,
and the sobs of my son.
Early riser as he was,
he was tired of waking me up
probably he was trying to reason with himself,
where his mom had gone
I woke up with a jerk,wiping his tears,
hugged him strongly,telling him,
I am back,I am back my angel
From the clutches of what do I tell him ?
the question resounding in my mind.
Destiny Poets
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A very evocative and powerful narrative poem. It’s impact on me as a reader was a little dissipated by a number of grammatical inaccuracies some of which but not all ,as editor,I have amended.
Thanks Louis.I will be more careful in future
very poignantly evocative