Wake Up...

Wake up, wake up, o, grandpa, o dear,
Wake and feel those you see;
Don’t you know how hard it is to peer
A living mass lying dead before me.

No, no, not let anyone to come
To mince us apart and too our ways;
O please, o dear, return home
And don’t freeze these soundless days.

Wake up, wake up, o, grandpa, o dear
And take me to the land you wish,
O my eyes can hold no more these tears,
Nor part from you with a kiss.

You are an angel of lands and lands,
Or will be soon; or might,
Just place your head upon my hands
And you will be all right.

Wake up, wake up, o my best friend,
Please don’t make us cry,
It’s not the time for your life to end;
Nor for you.......to die.

by Saheb Mohapatra

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I'm so sorry to hear about your grandfather Saheb. Your poem is very poignant, moving and sad. I can see from your writing that you have allot of talent and potential at such a young age! I look forward to reading more of your poetry.
I pray for your grandpa. I too loved my grandpa who was like a friend to me and had been an inspiration. I am with you. Very nice poem.
Very heart touching poem bringing tears to eyes.Feeling like someone very close in pains.May God listen to your prayers and bless your Grandpa many more years of healthy life and bless your friendship.- - - - - - - - 10
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