(This poem titles MISS YOUR TOUCH is dedicated to my mother who passed away years ago. She was someone who made me what I am today; someone who taught me how to shape things in a world full of different individuals and someone who made me understand and made me learn how to be gentle and caring towards a relation. I have taken this opportunity to start with the blogger world by posting about that one relation and person which meant the whole world to me….
My MOTHER)
Wish you were here
Wish you were with me
Wish you could see life more than you did
Life’s all around facing a circle
In that circle, am missing your sublime touch
Why life was meant to be so hard on you
Without any fault
Without any clue
Your foster me to be a better human being
Am your part, but can’t be even a millionth of what you were
Your haggard face is still fresh in my eyes
Your ethereal kiss was bliss
Your physical presence is always missed
But you always with me in my heart
Very close to me
Very dear to me
You brought me to life
You taught the meaning of love and affection
Your life was turned into living hell
It seems towards you, God showed no love
Wish had a crystal ball to save you
From the pain you went through
Your blessing hand is always missed in good times
Your lap is always missed in bad times
You were the shoulder to cry on
You were the hand to hold on
But however crestfallen I might be
Your memories are always there to cheer me
I Love You
I Miss You
Will never forget your touch
Will
always MISS YOUR TOUCH
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