Like the wave of cold breeze
Touching the face of a weary Bedouin
You touched my arid life, like
A fountain of elixir, to give it life.
I thanked God for sending me
His choicest angel to lift my spirits.
To pull me up from deep fathom
Of dread, despondency and despair.
You became the music
That rang through the opera called my life.
You filled it with joy
And then you taught me how to smile.
Now when I have learnt to smile
And enjoy life, the way you always showed me.
You go away, far away,
Beyond the reaches of my sight.
God, it is unfair what you did
You had the trump cards, yet you cheated.
You missed your friend-the angel
So you snatched the light away from me.
Even Gods are jealous
For they crave for a friend like you.
This very divine selfishness
That has left me deserted in bereavement.
But fear not, my friend
The light that you left behind in me will never suffer
With teary eyes, I do swear
No darkness can enter my heart, where you shall live forever…
(7 Mar 2011)