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Goodbye, My Grandson

Contributed by mohan on Monday, 22nd September 2008 @ 02:57:07 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry




Slowly I open my eyes, swollen and painful,
To find myself in a subdued lighting room.
For a while I am confused and disoriented.
The smell of disinfectant overpowering,
A monitor faithfully displaying the rhythm of my heart,
Confirm my fear- I am in an ICCU ward.
Like unwanted guests knocking at odd hours,
Sudden excruciating pain gripped me last night
And I collapsed onto the bed,
And that is all I can remember………
On the other side of the bed is seated,
My wife, her eyes red and tears clouding.
Writ on her face, a mixed feeling of fear and grief,
But determined not to show her emotion,
With effort, she is holding back her tears.
Oxygen mask still on, unable to speak,
I look straight into her eyes ……….
Reading my mind perfectly, she makes a gesture.
Well, I get the message right,
My daughter’s family in the U.K is informed;
They are expected any moment.
With a sigh of relief, I close my eyes.
A sense of excitement sweeps me through,
I‘ll be meeting my grandson for the first time,
After three long years; born in an alien soil,
Cute and mischievous, as I often see him thru’ the ‘skype’
Hardly I could make out, his babbling British accent.
Oh, God spare my life for some more days,
I must get well soon to play with him, please.
With this sincere prayer, I close my eyes.
How long I slept hardly I know;
I wake up, not knowing the time of the day.
My eyes are eagerly searching;
My wife just enters the room,
She looks shattered, her face dreadfully pale.
Annoyed and excited, I make gestures frantically,
To know what is happening.
With choked emotion and hushed voice,
She utters a few words incoherently.
Shocking it is, as I piece together,
The fragmented information.
Terrorists hijacked a plane and hit the Heathrow,
The airport closed, flights cancelled indefinitely.
This is too much a shock,
My damaged heart could take;
It triggers a massive attack,
I slip into what seems to be a dark tunnel,
My time has come to leave the mortal frame,
I painfully realize.
Well, my grandson, we never met.
I was waiting for you to play hide and seek,
To tell you fairy tales at bedtime;
You would have listened
With wide open eyes and excitement,
I was planning to take you to the beach;
I would hold your hand, as the waves
Wash your dainty feet.
Alas, all my dreams are shattered.
As you grow up, never you would remember
This ‘once upon a time grandpa’.
But for that occasional moment,
When your mom would point out
To a tall dark man in an old family portrait
And say, “That is your grandpa”.
And you would simply nod, sans any expression.
We are victims of changing times,
Of disintegrating joint family bond,
And deteriorating human relations.
Now, I am fast moving down the tunnel,
Will there be light at the end. …. ?
God bless you, my grandson,
Goodbye………………






















Copyright © mohan ... [ 2008-09-22 02:57:07]
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Re: Goodbye, My Grandson (User Rating: 1 )
by ragman on Monday, 22nd September 2008 @ 03:21:50 AM AEST
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very touching poem


Re: Goodbye, My Grandson (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Monday, 22nd September 2008 @ 03:26:11 AM AEST
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This brought chills to my body and tears to my eyes... not many poems have that effect on me. Great write. Thank you for sharing....
Jenni


Re: Goodbye, My Grandson (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Wednesday, 1st April 2009 @ 03:21:55 AM AEST
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Oh..oh.... I am reading it with tears..tears are on my cheeks.
I pray to Lord Shiva.. for your Good health. :-)venkat




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