Found this while rummaging through an old drawer. An old sheet of paper folded in a corner, with a handwriting far too familiar. And in a few seconds, I was back to 2008. Back to that state of mind.
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Life Over Death
It’s been so long, I barely remember your voice anymore. It’s been so long, I’ve forgotten what it feels like to feel safe. It’s been so long, I barely miss your absence anymore. The emptiness has taken over your fullness in flesh. It’s been so long, I don’t know how I feel anymore.
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Happy Father’s Day, Mum!
Can a father be replaced? Never. But can he be outdone and beaten? Yes. Believe you me, his absence can be filled and not be missed as much with a mother like mine.
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Man of Gold
Old is gold In this case, it is but a memory A man of his word, a man full of life Today, he’s nothing but dust buried in the ground Memories… they last But they last for only as long as you want When memories begin to fade, guilt seeps in You wonder if it…
Read MoreJune 22 ~ From Flesh To Dust
Dear Daddy, I miss you so much. I’m twenty now. Graduated and employed, I hope you’re proud. I know you’re watching us from wherever you are. I know you’re with is in all that we go through. And while I’d like to think the best, I also know that you’re not here with me. Sometimes…
Read MoreDear Daddy… With Love
Dear Daddy, Your little angel is now a full grown woman. She wears her heart on her sleeve and has no one watching her back anymore. She falls and there’s no one to catch her. She misses your hand to hold. She misses your arms to run into. She misses having the only man who…
Read MoreFor The Love Of You
Woke up with a smile, thinking of the times we’ve spent together as a family. In spite of being a merchant navy officer and being away for months, there have been so many good memories with my father. As a husband, a father, a friend, a homemaker he’s always been around. Memories, after four years,…
Read MoreQuiet Night
With a chill in the air and trucks passing by, in the silence of the dim lit room all that I see is I, me and myself. With all that is probably relevant to life that is supposedly yet to come, nothing seems all that important after all. People hold over materials but what happens…
Read MoreThe Goal Of All Life Is Death
Three lectures on a module of death and it got my stomach all knotted up each time. It’s never easy for one who experiences it to talk about it. As the professor speaks of repercussions and consequences of death, you know it’s happened to you. And you want to speak out but you really can’t. Sitting…
Read MoreThoughts, Smiles And Hidden Tears
You have someone coming up to you and telling you how lucky you are to have a father who’s so involved with their kids and have similar interests. At that point, all you wish is for him to be alive again.Wishes, mere wishes! You want to cry but you can’t.So you pass the most convincing…
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Once Upon a Chai 