23.UNGRATEFUL ONES

Poem n video by Pal. Memories linger on; My lovely father;A Symbol of sacrifice; Make even burning candle shy; What could be the matter!; Never was he this; Withdrawn in himself: Upset and hurt in silence.

 

Ungrateful ones

 

Memories linger on

My lovely father

 A Symbol of sacrifice

Make even burning candle shy

 

Many mouths to feed

Hard task always ahead

Making both ends meet

Hadn’t heard him complain

 

What could be the matter!

Never was he this

Withdrawn in himself

Upset and hurt in silence

 

Unhappy he was, he said

Depressed and lost

Wished to talk

What went wrong!

 

Didn’t he care all!

Gave what they all need!

Ungrateful ones don’t care

Leave him lonely and lost

 

Life is such

Love we give all

Like we nurture plants

Watch them grow strong

 

No guarantee all plants

Yield flowers and fruits

After all care they get

Same is with humans

 

Pointing guilty fingers

You are no different

A wise one I thought

You are same too he said

 

Yes me too

 Thinking, I am on bank

A river flow like life

Watch all clear

 

Life, all flow alike

That’s how life is

Flowing we stop thinking

What else life after all!

 

Pal

Poem n video by Pal

54.Ungrateful ones

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GpEL0Knt_Qs

 

Reviews

[Marie]

Great writing. This is a wonderful poem. Good luck with the contest.

[SM Davis]

Very nice memories. You've got some typos I think, but they don't detract from the feel of the poem. Memories can be either haunting or warming. This poem has a very warm feel to it.

[Kuntry]

No matter how much love and care you give. There is never any guarantee as to the outcome.. . I liked this write.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

An intriquing write written with a very free verse style. Lovely subject matter - it is so nice to honor those elders among us...Thank you for sharing. Nice work.
Light,
Siddartha

[Debra Stevens Edwards (..]

This is a unique perspective, and I like the way you did it with the differant colors. I never know my father
but my Grand father was my Hero He worked ate hours and would come home and play with the kids until bed time some of his turnd out well but some didn't. As you said if you do your best Then you can't do any
more then that. Great write.

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

another great write pal... nicely done... love the last few lines...

[Dead Angel]

what a great insight on fatherhood, i see my dad struggle with me and my brothers and this poem helped me better understand what he goes through. excellent write!! :)

[Angelheaded Hipster]

This poem is a nice look at fatherhood, even though he seemed to be out of the picture, if only emotionally.
This also brings me to buddhism, taoism....life flows like a river, and it is up to us to keep that river clean of debris....

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This is very touching ... "life is such, love we give all, like we nurture plants, watch them grow strong " ...
a very loving and sensitive piece. Great work Pal. I love the sentiment and truth in this. best wishes, Bethlynne.

[Nick Erickson]

The most any father can do is his best, hoping his children grow up to be kind and loving. If they do not, rest easy as he's done everything he can.