Thursday, November 19, 2009

mother's revenge

mother,
i broke your heart
i made you cry.

was that why
you didn’t say goodbye
before leaving?

if buckets of tears
could compensate—
but it’s too late.

and now i walk
the path you walked.

if you had wanted revenge
just to let me know
how it hurts
you have it.

it’s my turn to cry, mother.

12 comments:

Darshan Chande said...

Nice poem... Touching :-} But do you really think it's revenge?

Gauri Gharpure said...

very personal.. the kinds you can't really comment upon. i cud relate to these words..

chawnghilh said...

Deep, ambogious! Deeper than ocean-depth!

chawnghilh said...

Ambiguous!

chawnghilh said...

Ambiguous!

chawnghilh said...

Ambiguous!

illusionaire said...

Ambiguous! :-)

Alejendro said...

Ambiguous! :-P indeed

mesjay said...

@Darshan, Gauri, Chawnghilh, Illusionaire, Alejendro, thank you all for the visit. Please do come again.

Zaia said...

lolzz @ illusionaire & Alejandro :)
A lungchhiatthlak hle mai. But, our sweetest songs are those that tell of our saddest thoughts...

mesjay said...

@Zaia, a ni khop mai.

Calliopia said...

Didn't see this before. But I think I know what you're referring to and I'm so sorry. Guess history has a way of repeating itself, doesn't it? Or life coming full circle. A big hug, mesjay, and I'm sure your mother's spirit watches over you with great love and compassion.