Death

By Anju Kumari

The pain of separation is touching the smiling face now.

Feeling the profundity of words said earlier is embracing the expressionless feelings.

Pouring the moments of childhood into the fire of your soul, I can see a goodbye face.

The time has gone; you reached early and left us with a thread of promise broken in pieces.

Imitating the presence of your smile, I lost my smile with the worst unsaid goodbye.

By Anju Kumari