They sprinkle over me
water of roses; apparently thick and golden.
I am reduced to dust.
I am covered with dirt.
And they sprinkle over me
water of roses again.
I am not happy.
I am angry.
I am sad.
I’m just not the same, they used to know.
My happiness is lost somewhere,
why can’t I go back and pick those tears that I shed for you.!?
I cry over the smiles that rolled down your handsome face all the way up to kiss my forehead.
I sing with stars.
I sing to stars.
I sing to you a song of love.
I smell like oceans.
I smell like you.
I breathe like fish that is thrown out of water.
I wear black on yellow days and
white on black nights.
There is a corner in my room where I go, hide and cry and laugh.
I eat and drink the air you lost your breath to.
I miss you. They miss you.
I love you. They love you.
I miss the touch of your skin.
Would you not caress my head and bless me with all your love?
Can you come over and hold my hand, it’s dark here?
I needed you.
I need you.
I loved you.
I love you.
Where are you now??
I miss you.
Did you eat something, huh?
Do you not hear me calling you out over and over again and ultimately cry? And now that you’re gone, I eat and drink the air you lost your breath to.
The chapter has closed but the story has just begin.
Dedicated to my late Grandfather S. Basant Singh.
Very poignant!
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What a moving, heartfelt tribute Komaljeet ππΌ
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Thank you Sadjeππ
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Youβre welcome βΊοΈ
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How beautifully you wrote pieces of your pain and agony into a such a beautiful writing. You’ll heal with all the love he gave to you…I know, coz I’ve been through the same. He descended to the much peaceful and quiet place…he’s still with u in your heart. He wants to see you happy and at peace. May god bless you. Again it hurts, but your heart deserves peace.
I hope I didn’t over exaggerate.
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It hurts so bad. It really does.ππ’
“He descended to a much peaceful place”, yes, you’re right. π
Your words are powerful. Time may heal the open wound. Thank you for kind words and sharing my pain and your thoughts. ππ
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A gorgeous write, and tribute, Komaljeet. πβ€οΈ
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Thank you, Jeff. ππ
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Youβre most welcome, Komaljeet. Always. ππ
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What a moving tribute Komaljeet..
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Thank-you Michππ
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