Freshness in your
looks
Kindness in your
heart
Boldness in your pronounce
Determined in your act
Best in your benevolence
Mildness in your
walks
I love the way you
were!
Even in my dream
Even that day in the frame
You look so visual
Attempted not to fume
in usual
I was attached in realism
Made an all-out
effort to brainwash
The fatality of
impure life
Indeed in the jealousy
that you are good wife
Yet impermanence wipes
you away
From the hand of caring
husband.
Still our Sonam is
sleeping in his best innocent
Unaware yet in his
come back from dream
Broken father
contemplate how to comfort
The sleeping child
yet the jewel you left behind.
Still on the pillow
of our juvenile love
I miss those giggles and
annoyance
Mixed with emotion
and pleasure
Yet I assume you’re
come back in afterlife
I miss you!
Awe...sad and profound Sangay...:-(
ReplyDeleteThank you maim..
DeleteTrying to wear the apron of John Keats? Sounds promising.
ReplyDeleteits so far for me sir. Yet I'll continue my journey :)
DeleteReally nice...
ReplyDeleteThank you Tashi..
DeleteNice!...
ReplyDeleteThank you sir..
Deletewell written Sangay......
ReplyDeleteThank you Raj
Deletebeautiful :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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