Rest In Peace, My Friend...
This poem is a tribute to my dearest friend whom I recently lost... It might not be the best one I have written but the feelings attached to it are the most intense...
RIP... You will never be forgotten...
The phone rang.
The words I heard,
In my mind still hang,
"Raghav, your friend is dead."
My heart skipped a beat.
I felt a chill down my spine,
Even in this intense heat.
The words clogged my mind,
Their burden, I could not bear.
The phone dropped from my hand,
Silence hung in the air.
I gasped for breath.
But it had been sucked away.
I fell on the floor choking,
As my world was being taken away.
My mind had gone bizarre,
I couldn't control the overflow of emotions,
I went to the window,
I needed air.
And I saw the park bench,
We used to play there...
I went near the bench,
I still could feel him near me.
I sat down and cried and cried and cried...
He was not there to comfort me.
I sat and wept there for long.
But the tears did not seem to stop.
I finally looked up to the sky and said,
"You might have left this world buddy,
But with that our friendship does not end...
And I etched these words on that bench,
~~Rest In Peace, My Friend...~~