Where art thou, my friend?

24Aug06

When rain drops trickle down

Wetting my face.

It reminds me of an old friend

Who was there with me, always.

Eternity had blessed me

That I discovered him.

He was there with me, ever.

No, it was not a whim.

We spent time together,

Laughed and enjoyed life.

And prayed not to be separated,

Even when our time was ripe.

But suddenly it came one day,

‘Separation’ was the devil.

“Where art thou, my friend”, I cry

And curse that deadly evil.

Now the only prayer that rings in my heart

When I think of thee.

Is, O my dear, lost friend,

“Never forget me”.

Copyright ©2006 Sushmit Nath 

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