The Old Man And His Grandson Poem by kanav justa
The Old Man And His Grandson
His brows bright as the froth of sea
And spine that was somewhat bent
Landing on heaven’s abode
His soul it floating went
Wrinkled skin and wrinkled head
Streams of rivers in his hand
Not many came as he bid farewell
Or to bury him beneath the sand
Some people giggling by the park
Some poking tree with a dart
All said his soul may rest in peace
But they spoke not from their heart
I knew not who, his loved one was
Each face I saw was just the same
As I searched for some sad frowning soul
Or a heart where dwelt some loss or pain
Some years in past, when he was young
He raised loved ones of his big hearth
At his final days the same old man
Was the burden for those men of earth
But just when I was about to leave
I saw two eyes not same as rest
Tears went down his face too fast
And a mourning heart inside his chest
I went to him said why you weep
A boy of age seven or eight
He said he wants to leave this place
And go where goes his grandpa great
A very touching story about really it doesn't matter how many people truly mourn our passing if we have a space in one child's heart that is like a piece of heaven to keep our souls alive! Beautiful write!
Great emotion in your words and too, a wonderful write. Happy new year also.
a v nice touchy and factual poem u have written Kanav....yes grandchildren are v much attached to their grandparents as they see only love in them, no grudge, no worries when they are with them......i cud actually visualize my seven year old kid in this as he is v much attached to his grand mom and vice versa too...kids are innocent and know to pour only love and affection....once they grow up the other lines in your poems holds good for them too........ the below lines are so true: Some years in past, when he was young He raised loved ones of his big hearth At his final days the same old man Was the burden for those men of earth
The nuclear family is increasing in number but the sense of value is decreasing.Very relevant write and of course wonderful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Once he had been the whole support of his family! Those who loved him then, see him as a burden in his last days of infirmity and there is none to grieve over his death except his little grandson! Yes, there is a special bond between grand parents and grand children! ! Nicely portrayed! !