How will I remember you?
If I lose my mind,
I would hate it,
Not knowing you.
I don’t want to not remember.
What do I do?
How can I never forget?
If you call my name,
and I don’t answer?
Will you stop calling?
If you talk to me and,
I refuse to respond?
Will you never,
Speak to me again?
Please make an effort again.
Give me another chance,
to recognize you.
I don’t want to forget.
When I see you coming and,
Turn my head away?
Know that, I can’t see you,
In my mind’s eye,
I am sightless,
I am blind,
Because of the illness.
If I ask your name?
Please humor me,
Spell it out for me,
Maybe it will jog my memory.
If I go away, drift off,
Will you bring me back home?
Will you tell me,
that you love me?
Will you keep me,
from wandering off?
If I stop loving you,
Will you do the same?
Know that, though my mind,
might forget you.
My heart and soul,
will remain forever,
Loyal to your memory.
I may look like,
I am going someplace,
But, in reality,
I will be lost forever.
Lucks a.k.a Sulekha
Linking this to World Alzheimer’s Day- September 21 at Write Tribe
Wow – the writer's block actually did wonders to you – what a superb tribute to the person you wrote this for. Awesome really!
Thank you Mitr, I have been scribbling since last night..meeting you was a catalyst. Thanks
Wow…lovely
Jidhu,thanks a lot for your compliment.
Sulekkha we have missed hearing your voice. Welcome back. You come back with a powerful message that sounds very personal. All will be remembered when we meet in the heavenly grace. I will keep a good thought for you and your loved ones.
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Thanks a lot Jim, it's nice to be welcomed back by friends. I was struggling to write for quite a while.Thank god for his blessings and mercy.
I found this so touching! This is actually something that I worry about, and is one of the reasons that I write my blog and make scrapbooks. There is a history of Alzheimers in my family and my biggest fear is forgetting. Thank you, my sweet friend, for your eloquence and for sharing it.
Aw – how touching
Powerful touching words about a personal topic. Thanks for sharing and welcome back!!
I have lost my comments, I want them back now….:(
Sulekha,
I would hope the same…
Touching
xoxo
Jessicaaa
I also lost mine..anyway,Sulekha,I am so happy to see you here..even though I will not ever want to see you like this..I am there if u need me. And this has moved me beyond words.
@FOW, Thanks friend and hugs to you too.
@Alpana, You have always been there for me, when my mom was in the hospital, your calls helped a lot to keep me positive.Thanks dear <3
Lucks what a touching poem….it made me think of my parents, and of myself when I'm old…it's beautiful!!
Thanks Swati, It scares me to think of me not remembering my family and friends.
I always knew it's just a matter of time and you will come up with something really nice.Awesome post and very touchy…Now waiting for your next update on We Have A story…hehe.Do read my new poem here When The Heart Speaks. 😀
It's so nice to be missed and then welcomed back by good friends. Thank you so much for the encouraging compliment, will def write for we have a story and read your poem.God bless…
awesome….as always
Thanks Priyashmita 🙂
Such a sad poem. Imagine not being able to remember who you are, lost in your world.
Scary and tragic, if one forgets their loved ones…Thanks for the comment Rimly
It's so timely Sulekha. Sometimes, I refuse to let go because I might be forgotten… yes, I will be lost forever…
But I will remain faithful to the memory, yes…always!
This is very moving, Sulekha. I can’t begin to imagine how confusing it must be to lose one’s memory.
Thanks Corinne, I saw it first-hand with my mom. Her memory loss was temporary, thank god.
This is so true, how helpless they feel and so scary.
Yes, it is very scary. Thanks Indywrites
This is a moving post. I know of people who are going through all those moments you have described here. They look hale & hearty. Yet, there is that one thing missing in them- the ability to connect. It saddens me see them thus.
Your sensitivity is evident in your comment, you have said it all here. The ability to connect is what we miss.
Touching…I don’t want this to happen to anyone..It’s scary to think that i won’t remember those whom I love..It’s so scary!
Me too, thanks a ton.