I wish the tags suffixed
To my name would have been
Bigger than time
I’d have pulled you out
From the clutch of death
Using all of my healing powers.
.
But, all of my learnings
Failed to work
More powerful was the force of time
Than the bond of our love
It took you away from us.
I know, the dead don’t come back.
.
They say, stop mourning
Lest the dead won’t get a place in heaven.
Is it really true?
A bit of you is missing you
Are you at peace?
A part of you lies unnurtured here
Have you attained moksha?
.
I don’t understand the laws of dharma
Or the justice of karma.
I just want a protective hand around
To prevent me from falling down
Every time I slip.
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