Breath Of Life Poem by Lucifera Santez

Breath Of Life

Rating: 4.5


Gone was his breathing,
Gone were heart beats,
The silent pulses,
Screamed of his decease.
Lying there like
Silent wax doll,
I shouted and begged,
He didn’t utter ‘mama’
Didn’t answer my call.
Fighting my tears,
Trying to be brave,
I kneeled down to kiss him,
But he still was dead.
Soon he will go in ground,
And I will deal the grief alone
His brief existence a joyful sorrow,
For I have lost the hope in tomorrow’s.
His small body curved in my arms,
One last time,
A last time I see,
Sweep of frail black lashes,
On those pale cheeks.
And I lay him in his coffin,
Remembering,
How a child looks,
With his breath of life extinguished…………………

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There was confusion regarding the child in this poem.
i actually wrote it 3 years ago, after death of my nephew, Jaime.
till this day i miss the darling boy, and always will.
this is for Jaime, aunt Lu loves you baby and always will.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leslee Kerketta 26 November 2013

Truly a vivid piece of work.

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Khairul Ahsan 08 August 2013

There are no words in any language that can console a grief stricken mother as you are. All I can pray is may God rest his soul in eternal peace and may He be with you in bearing this grief. Remembering, How a child looks, With his breath of life extinguished………………… These words break our heart too, Lucifera!

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Khairul Ahsan 08 August 2013

@Lyn Paul, You have spoken my mind. Thank you.

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Vishal Sharma 08 August 2013

impressive and dedicative love it to the fullest

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Lyn Paul 11 August 2013

Thank you for your notes about these words Lucifera though still too hard for you to bare. So so special to have had such a wonderful bond with your nephew. I hope your family are slowly healing. Jaime and Lu would be proud of your wonderful words in Poem of the Day Well done

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Aniruddha Pathak 05 January 2019

A heart-felt poignant poem. I too had lost my daughter who died soon as she was born long years back, and then my father who died in my arm at the age of 102. Death is very touching, always, despite all the wisdom that we know about death being a liberator..

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 May 2016

Fighting my tears, Trying to be brave, I kneeled down to kiss him, But he still was dead. Soon he will go in ground, managing grief....... grief that remains with us always..... this is an experience......which at last leads us to God............ nothing is in our hands. God should come into our lives and help us in grief, in affliction. a great poem. tony

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Savita Tyagi 11 August 2014

A painful experience written with deep emotions. A courageous and heart touching write.

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Lyn Paul 11 August 2014

Pardon me Lucifera It would not allow me to save nor vote x

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Lyn Paul 11 August 2014

A heartfelt write that I have read sometime a go, this time I have saved it. Thank You Lucifera, I have saved this too.

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