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Memories Remain...

How well can you
Conceal the fact
that The poet
Lived,
Wrote,
& Left.
And still the best poetry
Took birth
When he wasn't here
Amongst us,
But Inside.
With the ink
Called remembrance.
***
**
*
(...the mortal speaks...)
And I had considered
Presence is such a bliss
Never knew
Absence as the vaporising agony.


SoUmY@


[This is a special tribute to all those poets of Ah,poetry who have left for some reasons.That include Latha mam,Sunita mam,Gopal,Manan,Sashu et al ]

Please pardon my memory if I have missed someone very dear.AP will always miss you no matter what Soumya scribbles in incoherence & will be hopeful if ,someday,they just come back..


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Comments

Rukhiya said…
"Presence is such a bliss
Never knew
Absence as the vaporising agony."

I bow to thee:)
Anonymous said…
Thank you Brother.

I really do appreciate your gesture.
Usha Pisharody said…
And still the best poetry
Took birth
When he wasn't here
Amongst us,
But Inside.
With the ink
Called remembrance.


This is one shade of ink you use well too.
Kudos. Exemplary verse!!
Cinderella said…
Oh..beautiful...!!
Amazing..just amazing, is what my head echoes inside..
Are you for real ?

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