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In Remembrance of My Daughter
She broke the cage
and flew away
to fix her place
in the blue unknown.
I stood stunned
among cries
and unanswered
how's and why's.
Then I heard
His sweet voice:
"My Child, mute
your internal noise".
"All events are predestined,
nothing is new.
lt happened
as per the drama plan".
“The part is over;
the costume will be changed.
Watch the whole scene
as an observer quite detached ”.
No complaints
but thanks;
one big account
is settled.
Oft I hear her say in dreams
“Papa, again I will come
to make Mamma
the most blissful one” .
Copyright ©
Jagdish Pal
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