One of the two short poems I wrote which is dedicated to one of the most important and memorable persons of my life- my mentor, Mudita ma'am...
Few hours have passed by,
since the last time I had bid you goodbye.
But my mind is still unsettled,
fighting with my feelings, almost a battle.
I wish I could stop you with my cry,
hold you and say, “no, I won’t let you pass by.”
I am seeing your photos to feel at ease,
but they are also not giving me peace.
I have emptied my box of words out,
but I am not getting words, I feel stocked out.
After a long time its happening like this with me,
and I guess the only solution is-I should let it be.
Few hours have passed by,
since the last time I had bid you goodbye.
But my mind is still unsettled,
fighting with my feelings, almost a battle.
I wish I could stop you with my cry,
hold you and say, “no, I won’t let you pass by.”
I am seeing your photos to feel at ease,
but they are also not giving me peace.
I have emptied my box of words out,
but I am not getting words, I feel stocked out.
After a long time its happening like this with me,
and I guess the only solution is-I should let it be.
2 comments:
Very heart moving. Touching lines. Keep writing. U will go a very long way.
Thank you ma'am, thanks a lot.. a glad you liked it. Your inspiration is the much needed thing in my writing journey...keep that with me. :)
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