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Outside hardens the core
As I start to grow
I see the long way to go

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


There! She lays lifeless and dead
As numbness gradually grows from toe to head
Her countenance still holds the charm
Expressions of less turmoil and absolute calm!

She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth
Prosperity favored her throughout her growth
Lived like as a princess, died like a queen
Born lucky, does that mean?

She lived her life on her own term
Standing by her decisions, tall and firm
In others lives, never did she interfere
Whenever they needed her, she was there!

She had her favorites, one or two
Yet she showered love on others too
Still can sense her smell and hear her sound
Running through me in vale profound!

For, I saw this world because she bore my mother
“I will miss you deeply”, my loving grandmother!


Thoda Sa said...

God bless her soul.

വാല്‍നക്ഷത്രം said...

Deep sorrow makes us think more about the meaning and meaninglessness of life.

Contemplating on their lives may help us shape ours too.

whoami said...

@Thoda Sa
I guess she is God's favorite child

Hopefully imbibed some good qualities of hers

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