RMJ ( / Laoag City, Philippines)

A Mother's Agony

How can you fathom,
The breadth of pain
Of a loving mother,
Predeceased by her beloved child?

Do you measure her tears?
Do the tears in her eyes
Reach the lowest level of the deep blue sea
Or do they flow like a river?

I knew how,
When my uncle died.
My grandmother
Went straight to her grave.


Copyright 2017, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

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Comments (19)

An agony, a loss I hope I never feel. Heartfelt words.
Do you measure her tears? Brilliant piece as usual. Full of emotions. Thanks. Anjandev Roy.
The poem makes a beatiful point. Yet, every such pain being personal is incomparable. Yet again the poet I know has a unique way of bring her point home.
for the own child the river of tears is always full flowing since the birth to the graveyard and the tears source is MOTHER!
We feel as sad as the poetess when writing this poem.
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