Sunday, March 16, 2008

Staying Alive

She opened her eyes slowly and looked at me,
Acknowledged my presence and tried to smile,
Weakness gave in and she closed her eyes again..

Never before have I seen her so fragile,
I wanted to comfort her,
Tell her that everything would return to normal,
But I felt my own feet trembling.

I sat down on the chair next to the bed and stared at her,
Cursing god and asking him questions I knew only he had answers to,
I felt tears filling up my eyes,
I’ve got to be strong I told myself.

I gazed at the lady asleep in front of me,
And realized how strong she is,
Even with the oxygen mask on her face and medicines all around her,
She portrayed courage and determination.
Fighting with destiny and struggling with fate.

First time in my life I realized,
That she’s not immortal but eternal,
She’s an everlasting angel forever by my side.
My power, my soul and my spirit
That’s my mother

3 comments:

Surabhi said...

Well..It was an expected answer for me as I read the beginning for I was aware of that circumstance when it came..But otherwise, girl, u got this amazing perception to look at merely everything and make it distinctive!

Surabhi said...

Hoping both of us succumb to our promises..but to that, only time will tell!

Trisha said...

thank you so much. i really like your work too.