New skylight covers your old rooftops
Your hands shield your wrinkled smile
In faith, how I want to see your face
So, don't be shy - don't be so shy!
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Cigeng, your verse is superb. I really enjoyed reading and rereading this special poem. I too see this as a poem about a father. The imagery, though, makes me think of a home city...which I guess is what our family is...family is place, its blood, and its people. I imagined a special man old, though still standing strong and soaring like an eagle in his mind. Your poem really swept me away and was very touching. I will save this as a favorite.
New skylight covers your old rooftops Your hands shield your wrinkled smile In faith, how I want to see your face So, don't be shy - don't be so shy! - - - - - With lovely flow of words, your love for your home shines through.Thanks for sharing.
Bharati, thank you for reading the poem.Your comment is much appreciated.
Your metaphors are like moving clouds, i am enchanted by their amazing patterns.
Hi Anne, nice to see you here.Thank you so much for your kind words.
I linger by your side for a long time like a wandering azure-winged magpie delicate and fluid lines with beautiful allegories and metaphors very much your style... philosophical and nostalgic ideas wrapped delicately in tender leaves of feelings to make poetically delectable morsels......liked :)
Really wonderful poem, no matter where life takes us their is always one place our hearts belong and yearn for.
Me too, love the saying Home is where the heart is.Thank you for your nice comment.
I believe this poem is a visionary encounter with your father, and it is a wonderful thing that as you age over time year after year your love for him and the bond you share do not age for one second: they are as fresh and strong as they were last year and will be next year! // What has aged, in the sense of improvement over time, is the flow of your verse, the graceful way your meanings unfold in pitch-perfect language, and the unforced ease of expression which is far more persuasive than exaggerated speech would be. Kwai Chee Low says, your emotions shine through, yes they do, and that SHINING is a quality of your poetic voice. I have witnessed this growth in your poetic practice. Don't let my words make you self-conscious: a compliment is a form of encouragement, to make you strive for more mastery of poetry, and I will be nearby to read and share the joy of it.
Home is the best place to me no matter new or old.Thank you Daniel as ever for sharing a part of me through my work.Much appreciated.
Beautiful write, Cigeng. Vivid descriptions add color to the poem. Nostalgia and yearning shine through...
Thank you Kwai Chee for your nice comment as usual.Much appreciated.
Hi Cigeng, A beautiful picture of life, seeking happiness from the person/entity loved adored by the poet. Happiness in life is begot not from snatching it from others. We achieve the happiness by sharing. Thank you, Cigeng.10+++ Tell me, you won't shrink with wintry coldness Just like my love, won't fade in night darkness Only because of love, we meet again Only because of home, I stop for you again …
Really I felt melancholic after reading this poem as i had to spend 40 days without my mum when i was six years old.
Thank you so much Sareena for your beautiful sharing.