Empty Nest #WednesdayVerses
As the years went passing by,
I went to a different place.
It was necessary or so it seemed,
My dreams I had to chase.
I was happy at the prospect of it,
Because now I could be independent.
I put in my heart and soul to get there,
For I’d grown up now and could no longer be dependent.
Beginning my life in a new place,
Brought me joy, for now I could be free.
Excited for this new phase,
I rubbed my hands with glee.
The first few days were full of bliss,
I savoured every bit of freedom.
But slowly things seemed amiss,
For each day I was greeted with boredom.
The emptiness grew everyday,
My heart longed for the warmth of home.
No matter how hard I pushed my feelings away,
I couldn’t deny that I wanted to go home.
Tears welled in my eyes,
As I thought of the empty nest,
The one I’d left behind,
The one where now I’d only be an occasional guest.
I wish I could go back in time,
And go back home, to cherish each moment.
But life only moves forward,
And I’ll forever have to live with this torment.
Welcome back to #WednesdayVerses . Vinay and I offer you a prompt each Wednesday to inspire in you a poem. If it does, do write it as a post on your blog and come link up with us. The linky is open from now till next Tuesday night! Please add your post to the link only if it is a poem written for #WednesdayVerses. Please do participate.
The prompt for this week is the image of the empty nest at the beginning of this poem. Let it speak to you and inspire in you a poem.
You can read all of my poems for Wednesday Verses here.
Verses filled with longing and sadness. Well written, Reema.
Thank you Rachana.
Lovely verse.
Thank you Damyanti.
Loved the soulful poem you penned, Reema! I can very clearly recall a time in my life when I went through that phase! How beautifully and sensitively you recreated the feelings that you’ve been through.
P.S. Would love to write a verse on your prompt. Let me see if I can still work on it. Feeling very rusty though!
Thank you Esha. How things change when we move from one phase to the next right? Looking forward to reading your poem.
Just added mine, Reema. Such a lovely feeling to get started on writing poetry again. My first, in the new year. 🙂
Beautiful. We all can relate to this feeling of flying away from the nest!!
Yes, indeed. Thank you for reading.
Awww I feel you. I was there once. But things get better and one day you would be setting your home. Beautiful writing.
Thank you Raj. Yes, things have gotten better but our childhood home still feels special right?
The story of most lives! I will say. This emptiness is from the perspective of the child while I am imagining how a parent might feel about the empty nest.
Yes, we all go through this phase. This one is from my own experience. I’m pretty sure our parents must have felt really sad when we left home.
So wonderfully captures the excitement of living alone and the ennui that sets in after a while. Reminded me of my early days, living alone in Bombay, and how the initial excitement soon turned into missing the comfort and warmth and familiarity of home. But, ever onwards we go!
Thank you Shinjini. Oh yes, onwards we all have to go.
A soulful poem this is. I have felt my children go through this. I know very well how this feels on either side of the story now. Well expressed.
Thank you Jyothi.
This was a truly beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing it.
Now that I am an empty nester, it was nice reading the other point of view. My babies have grown up and flown away and I still do miss them sometimes, but I am too busy doing all the things I missed out on doing while I was bringing them up.
Normally it is the mother who feels the emptiness. It’s nice to see this turned on its head with you feeling the emptiness as you miss the nest.