Losing My Parents Poem by Anil Kumar Panda
Losing My Parents
This is how they died-
My parents;
Shocked and bursting of hearts,
One by one when the dew
Drenched earth was smelling
Of raw corpses;
They held each other's hands
Like to branches
Of a tree,
Locked to face the storms
I wept like a puppy
Sitting on the stair,
Watching my mother's hair-
Black as tar
And I have snatched that
Away from my father;
I am not an orphan
For she still stares
Me from her photograph
Hanging on the wall
As if alive;
I will ride my father's boat
Into the middle of
The lake
And feel his presence
Heartfelt poem. They are always with us in one or the other forms so long as you remember them and acre for those things they loved.
I am not an orphan For she still stares Me from her photograph Hanging on the wall As if alive; ...…….Touching! We have all felt such loss deeply and the grief always seems raw!
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8/3/2025 3:08:55 AM # 1.0.0
Death of parents bring sorrow and shock to son or daughter. This poem expresses deepest thought and sorrow during such period of agony. We express our condolence. Although this is the truth still sorrow acquires the heart. An emotional poem is excellently penned...10