Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock
and bring you back into my life.
I still recall the day you departed abruptly,
When the bitter and rude reality
Took you away from me.
Lying on that wooden coffin
Wrapped with a white sheet,
You looked pale yet peaceful.
Why else it's called "rest in peace".
While sitting together on the banks of Yamuna
one week before your departure
you asked me,
"Will you miss me when I am dead?"
In turn I replied,
"I know you won't leave me alone
even after you die"!
The little breeze I felt yesterday
while sitting on that same spot,
Or the soulful lullabies I hear everyday
while being on the bed,
ensured I was right.
or what else a soulmate is for!