Saturday, 8 November 2025

NOT THE SAME

NOT THE SAME
by Dreamy Poetess

When tears stop falling, will I be okay?
It is not the same when you've gone away.
Looking at your picture is not the same.
My heart is looking for something to blame.

Is it my fault for not being with you,
When you said goodbye, I wish it's not true.
I want to think you're in a peaceful sleep.
I will never forget your love so deep.

I want to pretend you're just gone somewhere.
Sometimes it's better to be not aware.
I can't stop thinking what could have gone wrong.
I wish I've had time to offer a song.

Mama, I want to see you in my dreams.
To let my emotions flow like the streams.
I don't want to forget your gentle face.
If only I could still feel your embrace.

(In loving memory of my mother, who bravely fought Sarcoma.)

Images, generated through Google Gemini.



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