silent love(a poem)

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Silent love (A poem)

Part1

The day I first opened my eyes,

I saw darkness.

I asked why,

You replied with silence.

The day I first cried,

I saw happiness in your eyes.

I asked why,

You coaxed me.

The day I first walked,

I saw hopes in your eyes.

I fell,

You ignored.

The day I first learned to read and write,

I saw encouragement in your eyes.

I loathed learning and asked why,

You said it's for future.

The day I grew up and succeed in life,

I saw pride in your eyes.

I asked why,

You said I am on my own.

The day you grew old,

I saw sadness in your eyes.

I asked why,

You said you loved me.

The day you were sick,

I saw helplessness in your eyes.

I asked why,

You asked me to leave.

The day you died,

I saw peace in your eyes.

I asked why,

You replied me with silence.

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Part 2

The day you were born,

My eyes filled with happiness for the birth of yours.

I hear you brawl,

I coaxed you.

The day you first walked,

My eyes filled with hope.

You fell, but I ignored you,

Because I wanted you to stand up on your own.

The day you first learned to read and write,

My eyes filled with encouragement.

You loathed learning, but I forced you.

Because it's for your future.

The day you grew up and succeed in your life,

My eyes filled with pride.

You asked why, I said you were on your own,

Because I had given you everything.

The day my hair turns grey and wizened,

My eyes filled with sadness.

You asked why, I said I love you,

Because I am afraid to lose you.

The day when I was sick,

My eyes filled with helplessness.

You asked why, I asked you to leave,

Because I don't want to be your burden.

The day I closed my eyes,

I see darkness, but heard your voice.

You asked why, I replied with silence,

Because I can't answer you.

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For all the love, I thank you. Love is not asking from others, but is giving of oneself.

There's one thing I believed.

When one has weathered through all the suffering,

blessing may ensure.

When one enjoyed all the blessing,

misfortune may turn up.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 02, 2010 ⏰

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