Neeraj's poems

He

He met
after so long
for so short
somewhere was sung
though unheard by us
a farewell song.

He's gone
to the unknown
a place of dread
or the Place sacred.

He left
a broken father
a crying mother
a confused brother
and
us.

May God bless him, wherever he is right now, and more than him, give his family the strength to endure this loss, and a reason to believe He is still there and looking after them.

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