FADING SMILE

Smiles, smiles.........but not every day

Lying up on her lap

Once I smiled to her.

Eager she was to see me grow

Grow in to healthy manhood.

Lifted her hands  to support

Till I stood firm , but time passed,

Turned my face side ways

A distance I keep today from her.

Totally she is forgotten

Enjoy the world glittering around

The wastes up on her face thrown

Still a fading smile on her lips.

The more I grow, the more cruel I become

Deeper the wound I make, bleeds

No longer , I know , she would bear,

I hear, with deaf ear, her appeal

Still, a fading smile on her face.

sayed thangal

Reviews

[Daniel Sala]

Nice, a sad poem, nice work conveying the feelings with the fading smile.

[SAYED THANGAL]

so pleasure to hear from you

[Frieda P]

I like the message here, I wrote a similar message from mother a while back...heartfelt and sad, nicely pen'd sayed.

[SAYED THANGAL]

it's about our nature, and our cruelties against her

[Frieda P]

That's exactly what mine was about, a message from Mother Earth, I so understand...

[Tam Warink]

Why? ...just why? No errata. Is this about a son that has distanced himself from his mother? If so, what has she done to deserve this?

[SAYED THANGAL]

no sir, it's about the cruelties of humans upon nature.

[Tam Warink]

Ah, thank you for the clarification, Sayed. My apologies for misunderstanding.

[Vidya Bacchus]

We all miss the way things were when we were young.Everything is magical when you are a kid.

[SAYED THANGAL]

nice words, thanks

[Sami Khalil]

I take this poem as you want to leave the big city that watched you grow and now it is so commercialized and glittery that you long for a simple or simpler way of life from the hustle and bustle...Another great write...:)......

[SAYED THANGAL]

thanks, you are correct. our deeds towards nature make her beauty fades.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Good to know...You are welcome...:)..............

[Faithfuldream]

What i understand from this poem, is how a mother used to care for a child and over time, her feelings fade. Maybe because of old age. At the end however, she still cares

[SAYED THANGAL]

thanks for your review, a poem may be interpreted in many ways, so as your opinion is true,
but I mean here not an individual,
sayed