I was out of words then,
I’m out of words now.
I could do nothing then,
I could do nothing now.
Our mother groaned, and father wept,
Into the dangerous world, I leaped;
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
But we are far apart and I have grown learned in sorrow.
Nothing can make it dissolve And go away.
One moment, It is on my eyebrows.
The next, it weighs on my heart.
Losing you was possibly the most hurtful thing that has ever happened to me.
Not a day goes by that I don’t look at your picture and smile.
or cry.
Or Both.
It’s just the memories I’m left with.
I miss you so much.
Please come back.
I’m gazing at the stars for you.
My dearest Sister, Pooja.
(13-10-1991 – 22-10-2014) 😥
– Abhishek
imockery 