Will you be there Sone,
When desolateness & loneliness sweeps
and my shoulders bend in defeat
lift my spirits and give some solace
To bleed this bitterness and weep
Will you be there Sone,
When the world deafens in its crescendo
And there is no one to hear me speak
lend your thoughts and hear my silence
To tame this wildly beating breast
Will you be there Sone,
When over rough rock strewn paths
I twist my steps and stumble
Cushion my fall and wipe my hurts
To place run away tendrils
Will you be there Sone,
When we realize our lives is a past
Days through which we laughed and lived
Share the burden of memories
To dry my tears and hold my sighs
Will you be there Sone,
When all alone, I quake and tremble
afraid of sinister ministrations
You open arms to my haven for escape
Gently quieten my heaving heart
To a blissful slumber
- - -Seema Jayaraman (1992?)
Seema, WONDERFUL work! ! ! What you have told is correct....To comfort, to lean, to guide, to care, to encourage and to share somebody should be there in our life...Otherwise our world is a vacuum! 10/10
I assume that Sone must be your bosom friend or a much loved one who you hope will never betray you in adversity, instead remain as a pillar of strength and support when you falter on your way or when you have to bear the heavy yoke of life on your shoulders! A very poignant write!
Don't we all carry a secret Sone in our hearts, to fall back on, to rest a lil while, to simply hold hands and watch the seasons fly..: -) ..thank you M'am
Expecting a powerful friend in adversity of life is a nice idea it seems and a good poem it is felt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is absolutely beautiful Seema.....