Saturday, July 19, 2008

the man who cried

A burning heart,
Inside the man,
A fatherly glance,
Across the street.

There he stood,
Looking across,
His son walking away,
Leaving the grip.

The two days have gone,
In the blink of an eye.
Two days of rights,
To hold his child.

Moments of joy,
Moments of tears,
And all the answers,
To a thousand questions!

And now there he stood,
Across the road,
With a million emotions,
Answering, his own!!

Fear of losing,
His only child;
Of being misread,
By his only son!

Walking away,
Is his ray of hope,
Like the evanescent rays,
Of the evening sun.


Aryaa said...

i love this poem so much...visited your blog fr d 1st time!!!will keep dropping in now...

Shal said...

Touchin write !