In MemoriamA Poem by SiddharthaYour absence as was your presence Of such things this pen does write Your guileless love in a world of pretense Is like darkness pierced by a beam of light
To know you is to have tasted the spring Soaking in the joy the first rains bring To lose then is like being burnt in the heat The mind delirious in its feverish beat
Your thoughts crash the shore of my solitude Filling my present with a strange disquiet A strange sadness pervades this interlude Ever since you moved out of my sight
Memories of you come like waves unbound Every sight reminds of you, and every sound And this pen, it keeps writing of you And the words it pens, you know, are true © 2013 Siddhartha |
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1 Review Added on July 11, 2013 Last Updated on July 11, 2013 AuthorSiddharthaHyderabad, South Asia, IndiaAboutAn engineer, with a management degree, I am passionate about and fascinated by the arts – literature, movies, music and photography, et al. Creative writing, especially poetry is the raison d&rs.. more..Writing
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