To the wind...

When this monsoon
Showers on me
And,
Drenches these dried-out memories
On this trail of Jungle
My eyes cry…
Silently…

Mom,
This wind seldom pampers me
Nor do these butterflies…
This warbler, just, chirped
And said…
Home is where my heart lies…

When this breeze-
Brings to me
The rays of the rising Sun
And gently ruffles this veil
Over the lake
And caresses these petals…
I silently wish…
I was one of them…

I find peace to be next to you,
When I dream of...
What-not-I-possess,
And wake up in reality,
Finding nothing in my world
I am in utter dismay…

Mom,
You won’t believe what
I underwent through
When you reclined- helpless,
On that iron bed,
Entangled in the tubes of hope…
I dreamt of you,
Valiantly breaking the chains…

When your breath
Left your pious body
Mom,
I wanted to be the wind…

When I saw that fire engulfing
Your soft face,
Mom,
I wanted to be the rain!

They said-
You are in heaven now,
And,
I felt your presence…

When this rain
Melts this heart,
I am sorry,
Mom!
For I can’t control
These tears…

Frozen and stiff!

Mom,
I had heard of deaths
And departures…
But,
This one is 
Too heavy for me!

I had saved-
Lots of surprises for you
Mom,
And
You were too clever…
I never realized!

You told me not to gain
This sympathy
From the mortals…
And 
I go bold against
This adversity!!

Death made you
Silent,
Mom,
Even on that bed of logs
You looked stunning!

I am scared
Of darkness...
And,
Mom...
I lost this candle... 

But when I behold...
The sky walking along
I know,
You are here
And
To the wind...

I speak!

...To my mom...

Who left this world...

On 13th May, 2013.