Calling of The Hills

To me, the hills are mine.
They call me,
They calm me.

They tell me,
I should stand strong,
And not allow even the strongest of winds to shake my identity.

They ask me to tell the world,
Only the strongest can touch me,
Yet, no one can move me.

Yes, you can destroy me,
But you cannot move me.

I must confess,
When I climb on top of hills,
I look down on those who are scared.

My ego boasts,
My heart says, 'I understand the hills, I belong to them; you don't!

The Day You Didn't Reply To My Voice

I slept uneasy,
I was tired and didn't ask God to protect you,
Forgive me, for I believe had I not been selfish and prayed for your life
You would have been with us.

Instead, I woke up to a silence that shook me.
That was the only day you didn't respond to my voice,
The only day I called papa papa and you didn't open your eyes to look at me,
That day you left us, left us to live without you.

I miss you,
I miss that pure smile,
I miss that selfless aura around me,
I miss saying Papa.

They say, you are with me, you are watching me,
I ask you, if its true then why dont you reply to my voice?
Why dont you place your hand on my head the way you did?
Why did you leave me?
Why didn't you open your eyes when I shouted papa?