From The Bard's Pen

What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet,
to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.

- Hamlet

Monday, August 24, 2009

The Last Words

“My dear child, I’ll have to go
And leave you all alone
Remember me with love tender
When I’m dead and gone

In the morning if you miss that hug
Or in the noon, that smile,
In the evenings the words of prayer
My child, I’ll bless you from miles...

If you are ever set against the odds
Don’t bend or break down
Remember someone believes in you
Apart from the Great one with the golden crown

Don’t cry... Don’t shed these tears
They are pearls... Can’t you see?
They may drop down from your eyes
But it’s my heart that bleeds...

I hate to leave you alone, my child
But since there is no other way
This night of sorrow shall pass
And we’ll meet again some day...”


  1. Amazing..:)
    The true words of a leaving soul to an angel who has time yet to move on..!
    Verses were just flowing in rhythm..and I didn't stop for a minute to know what or how does it end..Beautiful..

    I've once written a similar one but that one was from a mom who awaits the birth of her child.
    Probably, you could see it here:

    Enjoy!! ...and keep writing!

  2. what i say..........thats.....very-very fine....
    Enjoy!! ...and keep writing!