My Little Boy

July 27, 2017 July 27, 2017
My Little Boy elegy

Uploaded by SONAL lobo

I miss you everyday
Someone else taking your place
No way.

To the world the only memory of you is me miscarrying you.
For me your memories will be forever of me carrying you.

You were not just a part of my body
But you stole a piece of my heart.

I think what it would be to have you
Because now I know how it feels loosing you.

The very thought of you brings tears in my eyes
I know it would never dry till the end of date.

Your little clothes I see everyday
They are the treasures I would preserve till the end of my days.

I know you are safe out there in the heavenly abode
But still in my heart the emptiness lingers.

The people around have erased your memories
But for me you are my little boy whom I will cherish always.

From the day you were planted in my womb
I loved you insane.
Even today my little boy
I remember you.

A part of me you have changed forever
No one else can bring about a difference

Somewhere in the corner of my heart
Your presence is never afar

Our bond shall always sustain
Silently in my tears you shall always remain.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (6 votes, average: 4.50 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Profile photo of SONAL lobo

SONAL lobo

Signup / Login to follow the poet.
Writer and author of book " Thoughts Sublime" and "Whistling Words"
Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of
avatar
wpDiscuz

My Silent Plant

My Silent Plant short poem

Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know

My Husband

My Husband short poem

My morning starts With your energetic smile… My night ends With your sweet kisses… My evening passes With your soulful hugs… My afternoons are Like your burning desire… My life started With my parents… And it will going to End

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You?

Mystery Within My Seizure: Who Are You? long poem

Mystery within my seizure: Who are you? Who are you? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? I uttered these words during a seizure. Imagining you puts my mind under pressure. Searching for your identity is like a hunt

My Love

My Love long poem

My love I saw you and my mind changed I lost words right in your eyes Found love in your eyes You completely turned my words of hatred to that of love You’re my foreign land because every time I

My Flower Dried

My Flower Dried short poem

My garden is beautiful With a variety of flowers A gaze itself is cheerful Attracts all viewers Morning I was delighted To see a fully blossomed rose Thoughts of my love excited My emotions too rose Joyfully I plucked Left