Farewell Song

                Hazy moon-light

Tears littered the

               Corridors of those streets

Memories searched for

                                Lost dreams- shattered history

Once I heard dreams were born

                                         Now were crushed

                                            Crushed

                                                  Before

                                                                Twilight             – the moon mourned

I-F-Y

I heard dirges in the

 Dying hearts of mourners

       Wailings in the eyes of my kinsmen

      Rain gathered

                       – gathered

                 Clouds for secret meeting

   I see wandering legs before the altars

                            Your song journeyed fast

    Before my dance

I heard melodies –

             Mourning melodies

   Flames of remembrance

             Filled those passages – those canals

  Succor won’t help the dead moon

  Consolations are only for living souls

             Will they dry my tasteless tears?

O-M-A-L-I-C-H-A

I know

The race is

          S-h-o-r-t

          But the gap here is wide –

                                                                         W—i—d—e–r than what we thought

                               Memories are not the panaceas to missing sons

          I-f-y…..

                        Your moments are echoing drums in our ears

          We will see you-

                                     At the other end of the cross-road

                   Till then, your memory lingers on