He was shocked by her grief
Had she loved him so much!
He had seen in disbelief
As from all, she lost her touch
“I wish I could have known before!”
How often he would thus rue!
Her misery his conscience bore
Something he ought to do!
He went to God, and prayed about
The burden on his soul
He must end her life’s drought
He owed to her this role
God sent him as a red rose
With grit it stood with her
Through her highs and all her lows
Her lifeline as it were
Did he do it out of love?
Or he felt a responsibility?
He who left the heavens above
Bound to earth to set her free
Such was the story of the man
To whom love came post death
After his death this story began
Indeed! There is no End.
Japinder Gill
Friday, October 05, 2007
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3 comments:
hii jappi,,, i have no words to comment on this poem ..still writing the very sipmle words for this beautiful poem that u wrote..
i enjoyed reading it.. and the facts u have used..the love after death and love must happen once..and that the rose will alwys be there as your love....which u urself have reaped...its really beautiful!!!
i have loved your poem same as the girl loved her love...:)
hi japinder
i read three of ur poems today:
after years, flower by the roadside, and afterwards.
i liked the last one the best. this one i know i wud remember years late. beautiful use of words and style.
to be very honest, i didnt like after years. that was the first one i read. it appeared to be bland.
not very satisfied by the experience, i ventured further, and then went on to read flower by the roadside.
that was better than the first one. but it didnt touch me. again, interesting style. but,i really think, ur work should move me as i read it. if it doesnt, it leaves me unsatisfied.
and, the reason i ventured further was that i know Japinder Gill possesses the capability to move a person through her literary abilities. but, why isnt it visible in every poem i read?
thats why i went on to read another one, desperately in search of the one poem/story which mirrors japinder's true potential.
"afterwards" was the one poem which does.
challenge yourself more japinder.
challenge yourself to produce unique works of art everytime u put ur pen to the paper.
dont be easily satisfied with whatever u write....u can write the most excellent of pieces..but, why should that be a once-in-a-while occurance?
@Deepti: Thank you for such an honest and heartfelt appreciation Deepti :)
@Smriti:Thank You so much Sam...this is the kind of critical comments that I need right now.
Compliments from a person seem worthy only when you know that that person will also criticise what he doesn't like.
I AM gonna rewrite Unknown Intersections, to my satisfaction, and hopefully, to yours too.
I've been getting easy compliments on many of the pieces that I've written without making any special effort. That has left me dissatisfied, coz I want readers who will SAY that they are not good enough, that they need to be worked upon.
Thanks Sam for being one such reader :)
Your praise of Afterwards made me happy, coz this is one poem that I am proud of having written. There are not many such poems yet. There will be. I promise.
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