Home Alone - A Accolade and Homage To My Pretty Lotus by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

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That Is Lakhan’s Life

 

I wrote a name in the sky during my college

days,

I saw that the strong wind came and blew it

away.

Then I wrote that same name in the sand

some days,

The waves of the ocean came and washed it

away.

On parting, I wrote that name in a hearty

place,

I made it sure that forever that name would

stay.

Did I tell her that I liked her? Yes I did.

Did I tell her that she was an angel? Yes I did.

Did I tell her that we could live together? Yes I

did.

Did I tell her that she was pretty? Yes I did.

If I did then why are we so far away now? Fate!

I am here and she is there, that is not great!

We parted one morning because of health

differences,

We promised to be connected without any

inferences.

Life was shattered without any physical

relationship,

I am crying my heart begging for the same

friendship.

She is far and unable to hear all my intimate

calls,

My days pass with painful cry and very mighty

falls.

I wear a fake smile to hide my world torn

apart,

Underneath that dismal smile is a broken

heart.

All fond memories haunt me now I made a

mistake,

Why did I let her go but put more care I could

take,

All those golden memories are slowly fading

away.

Time moves on and I am repenting it all the

way,

The Pretty Lotus shall never meet me, it

seems.

Time moved and over half a century now

beams,

We had great feelings for each other all along.

On my deathbed I will repent with my sad

song,

It now seems I hurt the one I loved, I know not

why.

I am so distraught and lonely, I still know not

why.

All hopes have faded and all reunion has gone,

Will I ever get over the great loss I have done?

Rose was the pretty flower once in my life,

Lotus replaced my pond and became my wife.

My Pretty Lotus gave me true gift of my life,

She loved me dearly and was a devoted wife.

No one will ever replace her company in my

life,

This world is now all illusion and is full of

strife.

For all my friends I have this new message,

True love is a bright light in a dark passage.

Faithful lovers keep that alight and burning,

It is a sweet fragrance that needs smelling,

So keep a bit of space in your heart my dear.

Let this eternal love flourish forever without

fear.

Our emotions will recognize no barriers I say,

It will jump, leap and penetrate space all day.

True lovers have no hurdles, fences and walls,

They show their tender loving care at all calls.

Lovers are more alike than unlike this I know,

Lovers see themselves in each other and grow.

Now that we cannot be lovers, husband and

wife,

Saroj in heaven, me in hell and that is

Lakhan's life.

I am learning to live my life the best I can,

But it is hard when the heat is high without a

fan.

My Pretty Lotus is gone but not forgotten,

The fond memories are many to be easily

forgotten.

Lakhan and Saroj, Saroj and Lakhan are

immortal,

The love that began long ago will remain

immortal.