In my room
Through my window
I hear the gallops of Rudolph
I see the lights so mean
Fading knocks on the door
Is it You, Santa?
The tears from my eyes
And the pearls on my pillow
From the Building floor five
I have been falling sky high
With carols in graveyard
I miss you my Santa.
Its been a long
Moments have been dry
The stolen merries
And silent cries
Across the seas of change
Its been so long My Santa
The fog and the snow
The eyes are numb and white
The rose have gone dead
With stained drop of blood
I have been waiting
And I have been hating
Dad, its been a long
For you have been my Santa
Get the moments back to me
I promise I ll treasure them
I see my heart beating loud
Making me Run Around
With beats saying that
I' ll miss you my Santa
This one comes as a Dedication to my Dad because he has been my Santa and he will always be. I will miss him forever and may lightyears to come. Dad, I will for sure miss the chocolates tucked under my pillow on the christmas eve and the lighting coming from the Flour Mill where Santa used to live, atleast that's what you have told me. I hope you get to read this or just the feelings conveyed.
Piyush Singh
5 comments:
hey piyush,,
as always this was awsome,dear nomatter what,no matter where,ur anta will always look over u from above and will always send u those chocolates in forms of dreams where u can take them from his own hand,,m speechless dear...god bless ya...
i read out piyush.....sorry for delay coz i am in hurry these time...so i can't read on that time when asked me.....keep it up....from ur heart according to competent life .....i have more than expectation from you...will become success with ur goal........dhan dhana dhan ...goal............ha ha ha ha ha....well catch the deep feling from ur superlative expression in the rhythmical outward appearance ...best way of thinking..good luck and good wishes for u....keep it up
The fog and the snow
The eyes are numb and white
The rose have gone dead
With stained drop of blood
I have been waiting
And I have been hating
Dad, its been a long
For you have been my Santa
loved this para......
sometimes we gotta close eyes to see......same goes for ppl who arent wid us nemore...i hope u remember this....
keep smiling....! m sure this wud have made him smile......
it is a lovely poem which intertwines the christmas feeling of being with family and remembering the ones who r not there anymore.It depicts the sadness of losing someone so near and so dear and also remembering the happy times spend with them
Those who r gone wont be there now but the moments would be sweetly treasured and remebered especially during these festive occasions.
For someone so close, for something so incessant, emotions seem to flow relentlessly. Putting these emotions into words is one great deal of an effort. And this poem seems to be written effortlessly. Seems as if every minute is being lived, every act being cherished at that very moment!!! I can do nothing but relate to every feeling of this poem, every line of this poem!!!
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