"Ma"

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Waiting for you, I stood
In front of the temple of Shiva,
Where you come everyday
And wish my marriage should happen soon, ma.

Everything shattered in four days,
When you left this world.
Here I am waiting for you in the rain,
Where I already know the answer,
You won't come, forever beside me.

Statue of Krishna comforting me,
His serene smile trying to ease my pain.
But my tears go unnoticed in the rain,
As my smile looking at your innocent face
Is forever vanished, lost in the depths of despair.

Ma, I miss you, I love you,
My heart aching with each passing day.
I don't know what I would do without you,
Should I also come to you,
To be reunited in eternal bliss?

The rain pours relentlessly,
A steady rhythm that mirrors my sorrow.
I stand here, soaked to the bone,
My soul drenched with the memories of your love.

The temple bells chime,
Echoing my restless heart,
Longing for your presence once more.
But the silence remains,
And the void in my life grows wider.

I seek solace in the arms of Krishna,
His divine form bringing some respite.
But nothing can fill the void you left,
No deity, no prayer, no earthly possession.

Days turn into nights,
And nights into days,
But time stands still for me,
As I linger in this limbo,
Waiting for you to return.

The world moves on,
People pass me by with a casual glance,
Unaware of the pain that gnaws at my soul.
But the statue of Krishna is my only companion,
Witnessing my silent tears and whispered prayers.

I try to move forward,
To find meaning in this endless waiting.
But every step feels heavy,
As if I'm wading through an ocean of grief.
Ma, how can I go on without you?

A single ray of sunlight
Breaks through the overcast sky,
Caressing my tear-stained cheeks,
In a moment of fleeting warmth.
I feel your presence, ma,
In the gentle breeze that caresses my hair.

The temple of Shiva stands tall,
A symbol of hope and faith.
But my faith wavers,
As the days turn into months,
And the months into years.

I long to see your smile again,
To hear your voice, to feel your touch.
But all I have are memories,
Etched deep within my heart,
Forever reminding me of what I have lost.

The rain continues to fall,
Cleansing the earth of its sorrows.
But my sorrows remain,
Embedded within the depths of my being.
Ma, I pray for your peace,
For my peace, for our reunion.

In this temple of Shiva,
I find solace, I find strength,
To endure the endless waiting.
For one day, ma, I know,
We will be together again,
United in eternal love.

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