[In the last year and a half, two of my very good friends died. One committed suicide, the other died of jaundice. I wrote this this poem for the both of them. They should know that they are in my prayers every single day. I also hope that all my friends always be safe and healthy.]
Rest.in.Peace
It haunts me now,
To think that you were a part of my life.
It haunts me now,
That you aren’t anymore.
It haunts me now,
That no matter how badly I want you back,
You’re gone forever.
You don’t live with your smiles or eyes.
You’re the wind that blows,
You’re the river that flows.
You’re the flower that blooms,
You’re the blazing fire’s fumes.
You’re the song of a bird,
You’re my every word.
You’re the laughter of a child,
You’re the nature, so wild.
You’re all around me,
still I miss you.
I miss talking to you.
When we were continents apart,
We were in touch.
Now you’re in everything I see,
Yet so far away.
Now no one calls everyday to ask me how I am.
Now no one takes my side, no matter what.
How will I go on like this?
Smiles no longer seem real, even though they might be,
My vision is blurred from all the tears,
Please come and wipe them for me,
Or I beg you to come and take me with you
Now not just my eyes, but my heart bleeds too.
Come back and take me with you,
Or stay a li’l longer and just help me through.
Come back and take me with you,
Or stay a li’l longer and just help me through.
Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006
posted by Cobainess - ambalika at Monday, September 11, 2006
6 Comments:
Ps. Robbie, i spoke to your ma, you'll be happy to know that she is doing great..Miss ya!
Again, deeply touched..Even though, fortunately, I haven't lost a friend, just losing touch with anyone can feel this painful..Your poetry always takes me to my past :-) God bless and may your friends R.I.P.
Hey, Thank you so much. I hope that you never do lose a friend to the hands of death.
But i disagree with you that losing touch with someone has the same feeling. No matter how big the crack is in a friendship, it can be mended. It requires 2 very strong and confident individuals. Then both have to reciprocate to each other. And no matter how long its been that u've lost touch.. u can always pick up the phone,and dial the number. But when a person dies, who do u call..? how do u connect.. u just have prayers.. thats it..
shit!! this rocks....
"don't be dismayed at good-byes. a farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes is certain for those who are friends."
i couldn't find anything more appropriate for you...in life you have to face so many things...atleast you have the option of healing yourself through writing about it...your friends will be live forever in your poem and in your memories too...
Hey.. thanks for your comment. Richard Bach.. Illusions. "Illusions".. that is what life is for me now..My happiness is an illusion for others.. the other emotions which are real are hidden behind the thick curtain of illusions. Those who i treasure are far away from me.. Those ppl dripping with double standards seem to have invaded my life. I dunno why i am saying this to u..
"don't be dismayed at good-byes. a farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes is certain for those who are friends".. My fav line..the meaning of which seemed to be fading.. but thanks for reminding me..:)
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