New reply from Susan Katz
<p>Thank you for sharing this very emotional poem with me. How meaningful that something as simple as a pair of jeans, becomes such an important element in one's life and thus, in one's poem. I can feel the heart hurting in your poem and, in the end, making the reader feel, is what poetry is all about, I will add your poem to those I am considering for Featured Poem of the Month for July. – Susan</p>
https://poetladykatz.com/poetry-talk/blue-jeans
Original Post by Kavya
Blue Jeans
<p style="text-align: left;"><em><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><strong>Blue Jeans</strong></span></em><br />I owned a pair of Levi's jeans<br />was wearing'em when I heard the news<br />It was as if the world shifted from under my feet<br />Tears became a natural thing</p>
<p>It was a bit worn out at the ends<br />threads loosened, liked it that way<br />it was the last memory I was going to have of you<br />since you were drifting away, everyday..</p>
<p>The doctors said this was your last week<br />You're trying hard to stay strong<br />but I know you're drowning like me<br />How am I supposed to live without the person worth living for?</p>
<p>All of us are here<br />dad, brother, everyone<br />But why does it feel like I'm still alone<br />when everybody's there, supporting us</p>
<p>The time has almost come<br />to say goodbye<br />I'm wearing the blue jeans<br />you see me and we both start to cry..</p>
<p>I hold your hand as you take your final breaths<br />everyone already missing you<br />& then you turn towards me, smiling and say<br />"Live like crazy, & take care of my blue jeans"</p>
<p>~ Kavya Chopra</p>