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Nov 2015
Losing my son' is like, I lost the world,
This feeling surprised me and it keeps in my heart so long,
A life without my baby is miserable,

Grieving over my son and no-one is there to relieve my pain,
I do miss, to see your playful activities,
I do miss to kiss you,

Sometimes the loss of my baby trigger for things back,
Which I want to forget, but all those grief recalled,
I not just lost you, I lost my friend,

I lost my everything, without you I am in an agony,
After the divorce, your presence becomes everything to me,
But now I entered the darkroom,
From where, has no escape,

You were and still a part of my body,
When I lost you,
It is as if I have lost one piece from my soul.

By: Nida Mahmoed
Nida Mahmoed
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Nida Mahmoed  27/F/Pakistan
(27/F/Pakistan)   
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