Dozing off on my deathbed, as I write this to you,
I can feel the pain, You might have to go through,
Yet, I write, with shaky hands, and lips getting dry,
Because, I want you to feel my love, and never cry.
Knowing that, the Moon has no light,
The Sun burns itself, to make the moon bright,
And, in hope of meeting, they keep moving forever,
But, know my love, they can be together never ever.
Knowing that, they are destined to never meet each other,
Yet, the two sides of river, always walk together,
And, through the water, they are connected in soul,
Physically they me be apart, but together they crawl.
The earth and the sky are like distant lovers,
Looking at each other, but they can never meet together,
And, the horizon thus acts, as a mirage for their union,
No matter the distance, they are always companion.
And taking inspiration from them, I want you to try,
Never be sad ever, because I am going to die,
I may be far, across the altar, unable to leave this shrine,
Yet, I want you to feel my love, and never cry.
Yet, I want you to feel my love, and never cry.
(c)Amit Agarwalla
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