MY POLE STAR

I miss so much, I truly miss thee 

and tormented by cruel destiny.

I'm minute like the sand around, 'a speck' -

while you're a mountain in Nature's wake.

Incomprehensible then, the words you told -

some faded, some etched in memory of gold.

In my dreams, thee come but not stay -

thee words like pebbles paved my way.

You taught that not all things are taught -

preached peace, yet the battles you've fought!

Thee exist no more in the mortal form,

painful as it is, it's the world's norm.

I can only see you when I close my eyes -

like the phoenix in my conscience you rise -

I do not know now where you are -

my guide, my beacon, my polestar!

I've much to talk about, much to know -

showering of thee wisdom like falling snow.

Sir, I know we would one day surely meet -

thee palm on my head, with me at your feet.

PRASENJIT©2024