To Say Those Things We Need To Say
~ L I P ~ presented the poetry blog of Jeremy Williams.
For the first time in my life
It striked my mind how often we don’t say the things that we want to say to those who we love the most. At times it seems words are blurted when its just somehow late to say it….
I was always so lazly to write a letter to my father as he was livining Zanzibar and I was in Dubai, now his is no longer with me ..I just wished that I wrote him one
I wish I wrote that letter
To the one I love the Most
His distance is just imaginary
He is in my heart so close
Now, falling tears of regrets
This letter would never reach
(Dedicated to my Dad, May God rest his soul in peace)
I was reading his Poem…
Bombs
For the first time in my life
My body stopped due to shock
When I heard about the bombs
My heart didn't want to tick tock
All I could really think about
Was all of my close friendsWho I could have lost
All the things I'd never said
To those who make me happy
Luckily for us we have another day
To say those things we need to say
But it could all too easily
It striked my mind how often we don’t say the things that we want to say to those who we love the most. At times it seems words are blurted when its just somehow late to say it….
I was always so lazly to write a letter to my father as he was livining Zanzibar and I was in Dubai, now his is no longer with me ..I just wished that I wrote him one
Undelivered Letter
I wish I wrote that letter
To the one I love the Most
His distance is just imaginary
He is in my heart so close
Now, falling tears of regrets
This letter would never reach
Remaining forver undelivered
For no one to receive it on the other end
I can not stop to mourn for his death
Even time can not amend the pain
Or restore what I have neglect
Occupied into the selfishness of my own
Awaking on tragedy...
Now.its late - I have missed
To write that letter, that I promised so often
Just a short note to him... the one I love the most
To write a letter to my Dad
For no one to receive it on the other end
I can not stop to mourn for his death
Even time can not amend the pain
Or restore what I have neglect
Occupied into the selfishness of my own
Awaking on tragedy...
Now.its late - I have missed
To write that letter, that I promised so often
Just a short note to him... the one I love the most
To write a letter to my Dad
©2005 Nasra Al Adawi
(Dedicated to my Dad, May God rest his soul in peace)
posted by iamnasra at 11:12 AM
12 Comments:
Oh my dear Nasra,
Your poem made me sad. I shudder at the thought. You know siser, I life with the axiom that one can have many lover, and abundance of friends, but our parents....ahhh, these tirelesss, giving, caring and selfless people....are monuments to the achievement and successes we have in life and alas! We only have one. Thank you Nasra, for sharing this poem. It is heartfelt.
Your sister,
Ivy
nasra ,
you are a gifted poet....ur expressions are vivid and one can live through your poetry...i wish we spare some time for our parents and pay our heartfelt gratitude for their sacrifices are the silent of all through winter and fall.....and we are so busy searching for meaning in our lives not knowing its right behind us ,supporting us from womb to tomb.
Nasra I believe that when one pass on thier spirit becomes a part of our universe .. therefore they are always with us. I think your dad read this, and was happy to recieve it even in afterlife.
You are to be commmended for spotlighting other poets. It seem that this world we live in put poets at the bottom of the barrels .. but I think poets are amazing.
you know nasra, a parent keeps on praying for their child even after they have gone. this, only parents can do. so he is up there, looking after you. pray for him, pray for his soul, that is what he needs from you. god bless you girl and may your dad find everlasting peace in heaven.
Nasra...I agree with meetu...... you are a gifted poet....
I know it will take time to get over it....since to lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever......
But you know "people do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad."
take care....
Very touching piece.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts in this poem, you remind me that I shouldn't take the one I love and who love me for granted. It is easy to just take things for granted that they will be there until whenever.
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what a beautiful poem to your dad. i'm sure he's hearing those words from your heart. this is a good reminder to all of us to really spend more time with those we love. time is fragile.
i heard this saying that said that death quiets you forever so while you are living, speak up, say what you feel.
hope you are doing well :)
Iamnasra, have you considered writing the letter anyway - just to find out what you would say?
Meetu
Wow you have given be a big head..Im never thought myself as talented I would like to be one in this world of millions of poet who seek light into the world of poetry.. You are right after all our parent never fail fail to be there for us from womb to tomb..Thank you Meetu for your deep insight
Liquidplastic
I at times hope that is true that those who depart from us are still alive hearing us and being there with us..As we say it in Arabic Inshallah Khair (I hope so)
Gulnaz
You are such dear soul..Thank you for reminding me that prayers do mircales...Its ture in Islam it is stated that for those who depart prayers will always reach them
Avik
Its nice to see you in blog...You are right at times it feels that they are away in distant travel but the void that they leave behind at times its painful
Liz
Long time I have not seen you here..wellcome back
Lorena
a big hug from me as all you said made sense
Paul
I think I should pick up that pen and write it.Im not sure what will I say but to just write that letter will be a good start
Most touching, thats why I firmly believe and try to live by the saying " regret not what you did but rather what you did not.." not always easy to follow though.
Very touching post. I hope you're doing ok, and I'm sorry for your loss.
It is unsettling to think of all the messages we save up during life, that go unsent or unrecieved, but sufferable because we still have many chances, and we are never alone. I believe that what you tell the person next to you effects what they're willing to tell others; it's like a butterfly effect, and it changes the possibility of us all being seamlessly connected, so thank you for sharing this with me. I agree with Lorena that perhaps what lies in our hearts can somehow be read and we can sense what's left unsaid, though it's important to say how we feel about the ones we hold dear when we feel it, even if they aren't directly accessible. In my opinion, love is not in having, but in giving away. It will get to its destination, and go back to its source.
I also want to give you this quote that I found because I think it relates:
"There is nothing in life harder to learn that the lesson of service to your fellow man - to love him for what he is. It is easy to love yourself, but it is hard to love someone else. That is the lesson we have to learn. Usually we learn this lesson through bitter experiences."
-Alfred J. Parker
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