Dedicated to vshln4 for suggesting the topic, though I wasn't really able to convey it...
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The love of a mother for her child
Is undeniably the strongest emotion
In the human soul
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It pains me to see him this way
So near, and yet so far away
Oh what did I do wrong?
To have him fall prey?
He grows paler each day
With worry etched,
On his youthful face
Cigarette butts in the ash tray
Empty beer cans
Stashed away
He thinks I don't notice,
That I don't care
But I'm his mother
I know his ways
I've tried to reach out
Time and again
He is depressed and distraught
But he won't let me in
Won't let me help
I don't know what to do anymore
To close this chasm between us
So deep and wide
I've spent sleepless nights; crying
Worrying about him
Where has the boy gone?
The one who splashed through puddles in the rain, without a care?
Used to come home and wrap his arms around me in a hug?
Who used to praise my cooking,
And help me with baking?
Once upon a time he used to talk to me for hours,
Telling me everything about his day,
All I get now is a nod,
To acknowledge my presence
It breaks me to feel this,
Am I nothing more to him?
He can't see my pain
And the silent tears in my eyes
But I love him, more than life itself
And I wish only the best for him
Dear son, the path you take
Will bring you nothing,
But harm and pain
My sweet child,
Listen to me, give it up now
And come back home...
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PoésieHighest rank: #34 IN POETRY A certain darkness is needed to see the stars. Poems. Whenever inspiration strikes. More on the depressing side.You've been warned. Atleast I think they are poems. Feel free to correct me and tell your opinions. Trigger w...
