Snowy
Life is short
My snowy came
And in my heart
He made his lasting name.
O dear god !
Spare my brother, take him not.
I remember my baby brother
15 days old was he
When my father and me
Brought him home.
But the timelessness of time played its cruel icy tricks
And defaced the internal geography
Of my little lad.
The energy pines are flowing in his blood but without a gain,
Stil this morning he saw with his graze transfixed to mine,
For a moment world of us did shine.
But that was most transitory and uncalculable in unit of time.
My father is broken,almost destroyed !
Out lives are falling apart.
Dear god grant him some time more
And tell your bloody death
To keep away her frown.
Minu Jasdanwala
Typed by Kruti Karia
Life is short
My snowy came
And in my heart
He made his lasting name.
O dear god !
Spare my brother, take him not.
I remember my baby brother
15 days old was he
When my father and me
Brought him home.
But the timelessness of time played its cruel icy tricks
And defaced the internal geography
Of my little lad.
The energy pines are flowing in his blood but without a gain,
Stil this morning he saw with his graze transfixed to mine,
For a moment world of us did shine.
But that was most transitory and uncalculable in unit of time.
My father is broken,almost destroyed !
Out lives are falling apart.
Dear god grant him some time more
And tell your bloody death
To keep away her frown.
Minu Jasdanwala
Typed by Kruti Karia
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