He has often looked back on lifeAnd smiled his way forward
Suddenly the mist and fog surrounds the way
Can't look back, can only grope his way forward
Hear can he, the giggles and moans around
Can't but see the golden past behind
He now has to crawl and grope his way somehow
Oh! dear Alzheimer you are his new love now
You have engulfed him like a lover does to beloved
And he can't move his steps back now
You will make him forget everything, everyone
You two will be together with none
You have hugged him as he groped his way
He will now move ahead holding your hand forver his way
He has lost his soul to you
One day it will resurrect too
I give you his hand, Oh! dear Alzheimer
Atleast you be his lover forever
Give him all the love you can
Make him forget what he so far can't
With care you please lay him with your hands in his grave
He looks beautiful in sleep, give him a kiss before you leave his grave
Oh! dear Alzheimer I give his hand to you, give him love, take his care
Atleast you be his, so that he resurrects one day
Like in true love
When the soul is both destroyed and resurrected.
3 comments:
What a thought! You marvel the reader, the way you have taken a peek into Alzheimer...Brilliant!
Keep blogging.
Laxmi
Dear Alzheimer made me forget what I was about to write... :)
On a more serious note, only an imagination as vivid as yours can personify something as dreaded as Alzheimer's so beautifully...
Thank you all for the comments.
Glad you all have been able to get to the spirit of the poem.
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