Last night,
When you were closing the window
To shut out the air,
I felt like the sill and I felt like the latches.
The ones who dangle like orchids,
Sway by sway. Persuaded
Like a naïve child
Awaiting, something glorious to happen.
And I was a smothered wood
And I was wind-moved metal
And you were the only one doing
And I was the only one — ..... ...... staring.
As the final breezes were staggering curtains
They brushed past your arms as you
Sealed up the night.
And you turned around and looked at me——
(It takes more than comfort and dignity
To feel like you are living
It takes love and sacrifice
And it takes possession - Of Self——)
So, you walked towards my sitting posture
And you left the window behind you satisfied,
It thanked you when you left, for granting it
The chance for recognition – the chance to live.
And as you gradually approached me,
You faded with the stillness in the air
And you left me brimming with undying hope and love -
Gladdened that You happened.
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Author:
Rocky Lagou (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is a tribute to my mom, she passed away three years ago. The impact of her death has left a forever-mark in my heart and I will never forget the abundant amount of Love and Hope she provided to me during the few years I had with her. This poem centers on a "reencounter" with my mom, in which, I am met with her "ghost" and she "seals up the night" (which is symbolical for something.) During the end of this reencounter she disappears as her presence begins to walk in my direction; hinting at the fact that although I can see her in my dreams and my visions, I will never Fully be met with her again. The "undying" is not only used with its actual definition, but is also a nod to the "UN-dying" that is taking place. It's a poem mixed with emotions and I hope that you enjoy it. (A more "in-depth" poem centered around my mom will be forthcoming) ✨💘
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Exactly how it happen with me and my late dad during the early years after he passed on.
You touched my heart Rocky
I'm so moved to hear that I was able to touch your heart. Sorrow is a universal feeling and I'm so sorry to hear that you've also had to experience it. But that's why I ended this poem on a good note. That although that person you so deeply love may not be living anymore, we have to be grateful for the role they played in our lives. Thanks for this beautiful comment. 💖🌟
Thank you for sharing this to the community, it's vulnerability at its peak, truly emotional. It reminded me how we should be appreciative of our closed ones because of how short life really is. Another wonderful work!
Thank you so much! I really appreciate you taking the time to read my poem. I'm happy that you were able to feel the vulnerability in this piece. It really came from a delicate part of my heart and I wanted to express that via the poem. This poem is also definitely a message that we must love our family and friends to the fullest because at the end of the day, once there gone, there's no turning back. Thanks once again for the beautiful reply! 💖😊
thank you for sharing! Mourning is such a personal process. I love the imagery in: "I felt like the sill and I felt like the latches." Also, the line "Sealed up the night" as it almost feels like closure - if there is such a thing in grief. But the night is something open, so I think the paradox makes it is a very fitting metaphor. I like it!
Thanks so much for the reply! I like that you felt the emotion in this piece. Also the imagery is definitely symbolic, when I describe each feeling (feeling like a "sill" and "latches") I describe them as being a "smothered wood" and then "wind-moved metal," which is supposed to indicate the stages of grief. It starts as a suffocating feeling but then transitions into something slightly more tolerable, like a simple breeze your inhaling. So "wind-moved" can literally be like a fresh breeze or "moving" on from the "smothering" impact of death. Also sealing up the night could definitely be interpreted like the way you mentioned but it also could mean the way in which my mom had comforted me during my life. She is now "sealing up the night" and the "night" is symbolic of darkness and the unknown. So it's a multi-faceted poem but I'm so happy that you found it interesting. Have a great day! 🌟💖
Beautiful poem! Nice write keep up the good work and can't wait to read some more of your poems 😉
Thank you so much Samuel! It's nice to see you around and I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. I hope you have a fun time around my page and can't wait to see more from you! ✨
Very good words for your Mum.
Andy
Hey! I'm pleased to hear that you enjoyed the poem! Thanks for your appreciation and continue to shine your light on the darkest of days! 🌟💞
Magnificent. I can hear the dramatic tone which not only makes this poem so much more emotional but also a reflection for those who felt vulnerable when they lost the ones they loved. This sort of poem I can imagine myself in a situation like that with someone I lost who I love dearly. Bravo.
Yes! It's so refreshing to hear that you felt the tone of this poem. It is mourning and fragility that is being displayed with a mixture of hope and appreciation. I'm sorry to hear that you've also had to go through something similar, but life goes on and we have to learn how to appreciate the changes in it; even if they seem unbearable. Either way, thanks so much for your comment! Have a great day! 💖
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. My mum passed away 2 years ago. So many wonderful memories I have of our time together. Your poem reminded me of the unconditional love mothers have for their children.
Wow Rozina. My sincere condolences. Losing a loved one, especially a mother, is a very tough challenge to maneuver. But I'm so glad to hear that you resonated with the poem. I hope that I left you grateful for your mother's life and I hope that you recognize that although she may not physically be present, she will always live in your heart and the beautiful memories you have with her. Thanks for the reply, have a wonderful day! 💖✨
Such a sincere outpouring of emotion makes this not just any ordinary poem. The lived experience is felt through every line. I guess we move on but never forget. The finality of loss is just something we many a times we grapple to come to terms with. Kudos to you for such a compelling an honest write, dear writer.
Thanks so much Garth! It's nice to hear that you felt each line as I wrote each one with as much passion as I could. Moving on from a loss is probably one of the hardest things a human will have to endure, but the process will strengthen us. Have a beautiful day! 💖
A truly moving and beautifully penned tribute here Rocky!
Brilliantly written, the format and the imagery used, were very interesting things to follow.
The way you have painted these words on the page, truly creates a warming piece, that I'm sure your Mum would be proud of.
Bravo, and I hope that all is well!
Thanks so much for your kind words! My heart is so content to see that you enjoyed the poem! Thanks for taking into consideration the uniqueness of the presentation of the piece and it's nice to know that you appreciated it. I'm truly pleased with your heartwarming feedback! Have a great day! 💖💖
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