The Treasury of Memories by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

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Song Of My Dove

 

Some say my nights have a thousand eyes

But I can’t see her anywhere around me

Others say my days have a million eyes

But I still can’t see her anywhere near me

All the lights of the bright world have died

It is now dark and the setting sun has died

I hear the wind saying a few things to me

My healing heart is unable to beat and see

The bright light of my whole life has died

All is lost after my Pretty Lotus has died

So no matter how far or how long it is

Love for her will still be the same as is

Whether in spirit, mind or body I’m here

As long as my angel will always is near

I will always love and cherish my love

As long as I hear the song of my dove.

 

 

Treasured Fond Memories

 

If anyone peeps in my heart only pieces they’ll

find

These are her fond memories that are in my

mind

My heart weeps and the mind is unable to

think

I long to hear her voice and experience her

wink

 

None of these would be seen, heard or felt now

That is the way it is going to be, I accept it

now

Since the day I lost my Lotus I’m all torn and

cold

I keep sobbing and saying I need her hand to

hold

 

Everyone says be strong old man things will

pass

But they aren’t able to see the tears my eyes

pass

My heart was torn and it will stay that was

forever

Until I can find my Lotus and we’re again

together

 

On the day she departed and left without

goodbye

That day is haunting me and makes me call

and cry

Now the feeling of sorrow is deep pain all the

side

It is getting difficult day by day, I am unable to

hide

 

So, as I write this and you are somewhere far

away

I can only reach that place by loving you this

way

Your Lakhan is now all broken, so torn and so

cold

But love is fire, love is flame so he would try to

act bold.