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

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DO WRITE A SONG

 

If I knew that one day I would be left all alone,

If I knew that one day I would be left all alone,

I would be ready for it and would never moan.

I would have known about the consequences,

I'd have planned for them in the

circumstances.

Life is such that our past is all well known to

us,

We create our present, future is unknown to

us.

Together we did create our memorable family

life,

Little did we know the future would be a

knife?

If I had learnt to write and sing any love song,

I'd write and sing one everyday and won't long.

I'd keep singing the love songs for her

everyday,

To give her all the reasons why I feel this way.

I'd keep saying you are my Pretty Lotus for

life,

You were a special flower and became my wife.

You were my fairy, so dainty and fragile for

me,

You were smart and charming everything to

me.

You were my comfort when I needed some

rest,

I know not of any women but you were the

best.

You were the fruit of my orchard better half of

me,

You were much more you meant the world to

me.

There's a lot more unsaid and would take too

long,

If you know how much I love her do write the

song.

Then I would also become a singer of love

songs,

Begging her for forgiveness and righting all the

wrongs.

 

 

SHALL I LIVE?

 

How can I forget the smiling face of my bright

sunshine?

Her internal beauty was always greater than

the angel divine.

How could I ever overlook her smiles that were so sweet?

Just a glimpse of her charm always knocked

me off my feet.

How can I spend my days without seeing my

loving wife?

Or how can I miss that chance to prove my

feelings for her life.

Shall I re-think or wait some more to win back

her heart?

Living without her for almost three years has

torn me apart.

How can I forget so many of the fond

memories I have treasured?

All her laughter, actions and wisdom could

never be measured.

Her gentle breath swifts through my home day

and night

Shall I confess my love and continue to live

like a knight?

Shall I hold my heart tightly and forever yearn

for her might?

Shall I wait for the day when I make all my

wrongs right.

Shall I live without telling you how much I still

love you?

Or shall I die as a lover hiding all these

feelings for you?

 

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In life I loved you dearly,

In death I love you still.

In my heart you hold a place

No one can ever fill.