An Eternal Sleep

Sumera Reshi
Posted October 28, 2019 from United Arab Emirates

An Eternal Sleep

 

Born as a twig of an Almond tree,

In distant heaven called Kashmir.

Lilac in colour, skinny in shape.

With wide brown eyes curvy in shape.

Soft like silk, innocent as Dove.

Engulfed in my own cosy world.

My mother around me, holding me tight.

I clung to her chest, she swung me in arms.

One day it so happened, I fell from the tree.

Bizarre it was, as the wind shook the tree.

I fell from her arms, I lost her forever.

In an anonymous terrain.

On a rocky ground among thorny bushes.

Alone I rolled down the wobbly mountains.

In an alien zone, all Martians around.  

None to call my own, no one to be close.

The day’s passed in months and months in years.

In the survival of the fittest, I lost my innocence & youth.

I walked on difficult roads to find beautiful destinations.

In this race, I neither got beautiful nor destinations.

From a soft twig, I metamorphosed into a cactus plant.

Instead of heaven, I grew in arid Deserts.

Forlorn in a dump under the scorching heat of fate.

Unruly and harsh wind of fate turned me grey & dull.

I looked helpless, abandoned, feeble and a fool.

The storms of time withered my every leaf.

Here and there I wandered in search of a dream.

The search of a dwelling as snug as my mother’s cloak.

Benign as her lap, warm as her smile.

Days and years did I spent in pursuit of this hope.

Alone I am treading same old dream.

Waiting for a miracle or an angel to come.

Take me away, where I actually belong.

Back to my mother’s lap, shall cling to her chest.

Shall I weep one last and then go to sleep.

This twig shall have then an eternal sleep.

                                              Sumera B. Reshi

 

 

 

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Jill Langhus
Oct 28
Oct 28

So beautiful and bittersweet, dear:-( If I were an angel, I would come and sweep you up:-)

XX

Lisbeth
Oct 28
Oct 28

Yeah very bittersweet. She very good at this poems. Sumera how are you doing? Please keep taking care of yourself for us
Regards

Sumera Reshi
Oct 28
Oct 28

Dear Jill,
I always feel you around. You have been so nice to me and you are no less than an angel.

Love,
Sumera

Jill Langhus
Oct 30
Oct 30

Aw. Thank you!! I'm very glad:-) I hope you feel 120% better soon, love:-)

XX

Sumera Reshi
Oct 30
Oct 30

Thanks to my dearest Jill.

Jill Langhus
Nov 01
Nov 01

You're very welcome, dear!

I hope you're still doing better?!

XX

Hello, Sumera,

You did it again. A poet is truly born! Hope you are ok. Hugs always.

Sumera Reshi
Oct 28
Oct 28

Dear Karen,

Thanks for your sweet words. You and Jill encouraged me to try poetry else I am not a poet. Nowadays when I feel hurt and alone I write.
Hugs,
Sumera

Dear Sumera,

You're welcome, sis. I know you are. I'm rooting for you to publish your book, a collection of your beautiful yet painful words for beloved Kashmir. Hugs always, dear. Stay strong!

Sumera Reshi
Oct 28
Oct 28

Dear Karen,

I am not sure about poetry but I feel I should write a book. There is so much to write about. And I shall my idea to you someday. These days I am not very well.

Hello, Sumera,

Yes, please write that book! Please do, then you can insert your poems on the pages. Lovely!
Oh, I'm sorry to know you are not feeling well. Thinking much about Kashmir could have taken a toil on your health. Hugs, dear. I hope someone is there to take care of you.

Sumera Reshi
Oct 28
Oct 28

Dear Karen,
I received this message on WP. See it below. Do you think I should email her?

Hi Dear
I'm nina, Please contact me to my email ID
(ninaivy@hotmail.com) i have something good to
share with you

Read and reply to nina guyta's comment at https://www.worldpulse.com/comment/212081#comment-212081

Hello, dear,

I received it, too. I think it’s a spam. Sorry about that. Thanks for informing me.

Anita Shrestha
Oct 29
Oct 29

Dear sister
This is so heart touching poem.

Sumera Reshi
Oct 30
Oct 30

Thanks dear.

Tarke Edith
Oct 29
Oct 29

Hello sumera
How are you today .
Thank you for the poem.
Stay save dear.

Sumera Reshi
Oct 30
Oct 30

Hey,

I am under India occupation, dear.