Originally posted by: Sneha...Love
This is for my Baby π€ In this days when all the emotions are intensified, and memories are falling down, like a heavy rain , here is what you do...You Picture your Son, Sinisa, standing by your site...smiling his most beautiful smile, and if you could hear him, here is what he would say...Prevod/Translation:Volim te vecito!Saljem ti poljupce nezne poput leptira,Ti ne znas uvek da sam ja tu,Ali, to sam ja, sto viri tu iza coska,Ili dodiruje pramen tvoje kose.Vidim te u danima kada places,Ili pozelis da mozemo povremeno popricati,Iako sam ja sada na nebu,I dalje zelim da te vidim kako se smejes.Posecujem te nocu dok spavas,Ulazim tiho u tvoje snove,I sapucem ti tako nezno reciDa smrt nije ono sto se cini.Vidim te ponekad dok sedis za stolom,Kada ne znas da sam ja tu,I dok gledas u moju sliku,Nadam se da znas koliko mi je stalo do tebe.Saljem ti zagrljaj sa nebesa,Voleo bih da ga mozes osetiti danas,Ljubav koju mi delimo je zauvek,Vreme i prostor je ne mogu oduzeti...
Originally posted by: Viswasruti
Nataly , my dear mother π€ I can understand your state of mind and your emotional turmoil when you stand there next to your son's resting place .π€
Remembrance has its own enormous impact, it took you to variegated castles of past! Some castles reflect your bygone dreams and some castles have their own roller coasters of memories stored there in every nook and corner! And in fact, every minute is a remembrance to a mother . While writing this part , I simply imagined you sitting next to me and was narrating/ sharing your feelings with a choked voice, felt all your emotions, realized the pain was incredible and totally indescribable. After completed this part, I left there in an enormous emptiness, was unable to come out of that void state of mind . I remembered the scene of my sister's demise, my mother's never ending stream of tears , and my father's silent wails, I was a small kid then , unable to understand why they are taking my sister from the house wrapped her in a white cloth , why mother touched ... touched her from face to feet as if someone is stealing her treasure π ... sorry friends , I don't like to spread the sorrow over this rainbow.Nats , we have to live , there is a purpose in every life, let us try to understand the real meaning of love , life and loss .The pain was incredible, and totally undescribable. I tried to write about a mother's pain, but midway realised , there is no word to describe the sorrow of a mother in any language. This is for you our dear friend.
Originally posted by: Sneha...Love
My dear Natali β€οΈ , my sweet Baby π€I was with you in my thoughts and prayers all day yesterday...knowing through which pain and turmoils you are going through β€οΈ...Keeping you in my prayers π€Lighted a candle for your son...
Nataly ,π€ Have a safe journey. Never feel an emptiness in your heart, your every step is carrying you forward with your past present and future along with you, an amalgamation of a whole life . π€Originally posted by: NatalyMusketeer
Yes, this infinite love will still remain... yesterday, today, tomorrow and into the all eternity...
Once more, thank you Madhu... π€
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