Friday, March 10, 2017

Irony of Fate

 

The hands that held me tight

When I stumbled

Is now fragile

Searching someone to hold him tight

Keeping him away from fright.

I couldn't hold my tears

To watch Robust of yesteryear's

In fears.

This is where

The fate breaches faith.

© Ila Varma  Mar.2017

 

5 comments:

  1. This touched my heart - thank you

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  2. Ah, the tenderness of age. It comes with wisdom, fear and a lot of emotion.

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  3. Yes Saru..it's about my father battling with Parkinson & old age.

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  4. Lovely poem...it reminded me of my late grandfather...he too battled Parkinson's but fortunately didn't suffer for too long. Much love and strength to you xx

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  5. Thanks Sanchie for stopping by

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