Death

Tender touch of love drops we love so much Knots of grief and joy in our conjoined bliss A dreadful blow in our loss of life crutch Ruthlessly snatched away by a death’s kiss Our time bleeds in gray and black restlessness No words of comfort, no dewdrop can cure The long gloom of our hollow soul on face The child in the man feels so insecure The hand I held till yesterday with joy Now holds the sun moon fountain and our sky With amber power that none can destroy In wings of blue birds fond memories fly Miles after miles we have walked hand in hand Now in my lonely time the grains of sand ___________________________________________________________ 24/02/2017: A poem of condolence to a friend upon the death of his wife