Mizpah

Words so many she had never said,

A lot of feelings just remained unexpressed

Ample of time together, she thought they had,

Hardly did she know what destiny lay in hand

Forgetting was impossible; in her heart he was carved forever,

But death had been ruthless in taking him away from her

All his things in the house seemed to be in their place,

Even his coffee mug, she left untouched in its case

His musky duft mesmerized her all day and night,

Making her restless and urge for him with all might

She frequently opened his wardrobe and felt his clothes,

His myriad fragrance, the only way now left, to feel him close

Her love for him never seemed to cease,

With every passing moment, it just tended to increase!

Sheetal Pradhan Deshpande