Freshness in your
looks,
Kindness in your
heart.
Boldness in your pronouncements,
Determined in your act,
Best in your benevolence,
Mildness in your
walks,
I love the way you
are!
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 a caring husband.
Still our Sonam is
sleeping in his best innocent
Unaware yet in his
comeback from dream,
The broken father
contemplates 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 will come back in the 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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