For You.

                                                                

“I brood on the past, not

For the hope of seeing you again

Rising above the brown earth;

But, for the joy that your

 Memories give me.

I sit on the banks of Pachchini, not in

Anticipation of your return from the dust;

But for the vigorous river

That reminds me of you.

You may have got lost in a world,

Which my imprudent mind

May not comprehend,

But I feel you every day-

In the air, in the sky, in the water,

In the fire inside me, also

As a void in my heart.”