**** Lord Bless Grandpa Poem by POOJA LADYLUCK

there he lies in his room, so broken
lyk a piece of fray lies helpless to preserve its fading existence
I jus luk at the way his body trembles wid every breath inside
tired and exhausted by the recurring pain
even his eyes refuse.......to cry

struggling so hard wid his evanescent sleep
i cnt even make out wen his sleep breaks
trying to dream wid his open eyes
i wonder wat he sees in the mist of his tragedy
hez trapped in a painful subconscious state
he dsnt even respond to my suave touch


beguiled by tym, there comes a moment
wen our helpless eyes meet
forcing away a tear, all i cn reflect is a wry smile
as the fear of separation terrifies our minds

taking dis as the only chance
i murmur suddenly......'i luv u daadu'
luks lyk he hears...............but he dsnt seem to listen......

[lord bless grandpa
i wish he gets rid of all his pains and troubles
ne1 who reads this poem......
plz take out few seconds........and add a little prayer to my wish....]