Those small small little little things,
Now though you are,
No longer there with me,
you brought me,
with love and affection,
Made my so many days.
Those little Hi and Hellos,
you uttered at odd times;
your voice full of life,
Made me wait till late at night.
Those all countless evenings,
you sat beside me at the riverbank
your whispers, your warm breath,
Made me hold your heart in mine.
Those all birthday celebrations
you were the first one to wish
your rhyme, your sing-song
your rhyme, your sing-song
Made me re-born again and again
Now though you are,
No longer there with me,
I'm lost somewhere,
Life was not so cool with me.
I sit by my window, I remember you,
I listen you, I see you, I feel you.
Echoes of your voice,
your scribbling on the wall,
your painted postcards,
your whispers,
countless converasations preciously archived,
. . . .. . . . . . .
. . . .. . . . . . .
Make me sail through my memories!
Hi Himadri,
ReplyDeleteWow, lovely poem, encapsulating the small and finer things in life.
Beautifully written, liked it. :)
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Jay
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Thanks Jay.
ReplyDeleteI'll surely check out your post for Get Published.
after reading this all that comes in my mind is a song titled...
ReplyDeleteFunny Little World :)
:) ...just listened the song!
ReplyDeleteSometimes, happiness lies in little things. Beautifully written poem :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Valli :)
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