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

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I MISS THE TIMES

 

Where have you gone my beloved?

I can’t locate you here my beloved.

I miss the times when you were here,

To support and tell me not to have any fear.

I held my head high and was happy to belong,

I loved to hear the choice of your song.

Your looks and gestures I miss them all,

Your words and thoughts were my daily call.

Your sweet voice was the sound of music,

Whether it was said in private or in public.

You warned me what was right and wrong,

You whispered in my ears if I took too long.

Such a caring person you tamed all my ways,

That helped me love life and made my days.

Your guidance led me through the rough days,

You loved me so dearly that changed my ways.

You had control over all the things needed in

 our life,

You came as a solid rock and became my

loving wife.

My faults and errors you accepted all as

 normal,

This was divine and you were always so

 informal.

You stayed at my side and loved me so dearly,

You made me proud by serving me so clearly.

Then that day you decided to leave me and go,

I crumbled but began doing all that I could do.

No one could persuade you to come back to

 me,

No miracle saved you from going away from

 me.

My crying and mourning could not bring you

back,

I prayed hard but could not find what did I

lack.

I couldn’t hold your soul leaving me for good,

My prayers were weaker I finally understood.

Lakhan had to give up his fight with the

nature,

He let Saroj go and think about his bleak

 future.

 

WHERE IS MY SAROJ TODAY

 

No one can imagine that pain so deep down

inside me,

No one can feel the sorrow so intense down

inside me,

I cannot explain these in words and can't

simply write,

Times are difficult, life is hard and my living is

so tight.

The reason for these changed conditions is my

loss,

Gone was the most precious treasure, wife, my

boss..

She was my life, she was my love and she was

my all,

She loved, she was pretty and she always

stood tall.

The pain of her departure has torn my heart

and soul,

The sorrow of her passing away has changed

my role.

A loving husband has been turned into a sad

widower,

A strong man is now failing everywhere and is

weaker.

This loss has affected my eating, sleeping and

living,

She cannot be easily forgotten she was so

forgiving.

There is a feeling of loneliness and I am living

alone,

The shine inside me quickly died after she was

gone.

No one can fix my life they may only repair

this pain,

Kind words, frequent visits and tender care by

people gain.

There is no greater pain to witness for me on

the sad face,

There is no deeper sorrow to hurt me at this

lonely place.

Eyes now can't see my beloved but I've all fond

memories,

Heart can't feel her presence but I've all her

energies.

My sad heart is vaulted and I'm scared to let

anyone in,

There's no one as sweet and loving as her to

be found again.

It doesn't matter how many oceans and rivers

I sometimes cry,

My heart will never let her go and I don't want

to say good bye.

Lakhan now spends a lot of his time where

she used to lay,

He sits alone, wondering and muttering where

my Saroj is today.

 

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Together we discovered that there were no

limits with our love.