Sarita Khullar
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But am I happy?
Strange creature I am,
Torn between many worlds,
Worlds around me,
Worlds inside me,
I seek and crave for my children,
Divided between each one of them,
Crying still,
For friends ,
Who have known me for years,
Or who met me yesterday, or even
Those who don’t even know
That I love them.
I miss the sunshine and the rain,
At the same time,
To roam in nature,to wander in the crowd,
At the same time,
Can there me any cure for the malady,
Of being crazy ,
Of having too much want,
Having too much pain,
Having too much love?
None!
I just pay a tribute of
Helpless tears.
Poignant Mam! Touching!
Thanks Nitika
Made me think how we attach ourselves totally to children and the plight after the nest is empty.
This is the poem I wrote when I returned after visiting my son. Thanks for liking
Poignant.. Empty nest… Beautifully expressed 💚💚
Thanks Kirti
Ah so true na💚💚💚
Poignant ma’am 💚
Thanks Sonali
Sarita Ma’am,Can relate to your feelings
I always go through this after visiting my daughter.
In the present circumstances the physical distance is felt even more
Nice that you can relate to my feelings and liked the poem.
This is so poignant.
Hugs to you, ma’am, 💚💚💚
Thanks Moonmoon