I miss you.....Grandad... ( By vikram chadha)
As the winds slowly start sweeping the days,
I look back on my life through a purple haze,
Thinking about those playgrounds,parks and friends,
In childlike gaze that never ends.
Running after each other in a game of catch,
Shall memories ever attach..
To that innocence in my youthful eyes,
Catching the ball to my Grandad's surprise.
I remember the first time i fell on that sand,
it was you who was there, who held my hand,
Convincing me to give that one more try,
While,knees skinned,I forgot to cry.
Just the fact that you were there,
Made me forget my worries and conquer that fear.
There was nothing i felt,i couln't conquer
With you by my side my confidence grew stronger.
The growing up years were kind of rough,
I was sure i wasen't too big or tough.
You taught me to defend myself when i was right,
even if that meant not backing down from a fight.
I learnt the hard way to stand,
Still,if i slipped,i found your hand.
You just gave me an inner strength,
with stubborn pride of equal length.
But then that line of fate was drawn,
As though i blinked and you were gone.
My eyes were blinded by a void inside,
I could not believe that you had died.
Finding this reality too hard to be true,
I realised that i could do nothing without you.
Please,grandad,today just hear my call,
I'm sorry that i dropped the ball.
My life is in a mess,my knees are skinned,
My emotions are now undisciplined.
I can't get up although i try,
Please don't be upset if now i cry.
Though i can't fight with what i can't see,
Please,Grandad,say you're still proud of me.
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