Our friend Juthika Das departed us forever on 8th August, '08.In memory of Juthika & dearest friend Ron who left us behind..
Our last meandering online chats
was about the magic of bygone days..
hazy crazy magical manori stays..
journeys without destination
celebrations without cause
we were rebels without a pause...
just when we're getting nostalgic
about dear departed friend, Ron..
suddenly, without a warning..
you yourself were gone..
left suddenly for your journey beyond...
leaving behind an irrevocable void..
like we were talking, my friend..
its only memories in the end..
its only memories that get left behind..
of hazy, crazy summer days,
and journeys without destination..
of celebrations without cause..
we were rebels without a pause..
a handful of precious memories
are all that get left behind..
and in that handful of precious residue
shall I forever hold you close
to mine heart.. and my fondest thoughts..
the crazy spirit of your souls..
the rapture in your smiles..
magic dust in your eyes..
of magic shores far beyond..
the residue of Ketuvean glimmer
shall remain in my own spirit vault,
eternally and hazily... ALIVE...
1 comment:
DAZZLINGLY ALIVE!!!
True. And leaving so many memories behind. I miss them both, and I wish I could have been around for them.
Good work with the poetry.
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