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memory-Except for heavy dobsThrough the path of fireThrough the smoke trailThrough the waterwaysThrough the cloudsWhere did he go at this time?

He 

Before saying goodbye 

was sounding sweetly the trumpet

was echoing

in time

mournful tune

I told him

with the children-

seeing

to see if they would see 

To see if they will be even worse

In the Rohwar of loved ones 

hiding the tears in the eyes

taking care of being taken care of

being calm

with them-

loved by them 

I came to kiss her soft lips

and hug her

I left her on the bank of the ghat

At that time

In the middle of the night with me

Sad sad

He came back

Who loves us

Our many

well-wishers/relatives 

ie Malamiru!

We came back with the thorns

We came back past the fragrant smell of ghee

We came back with his deep love and

Remembering

by zeroing the house yard 

Empty the room

Cloudy and foggy

Windy

Now she

Did she reach the sky or not?

What others say

Swapnil Swarga to meet, Pugi or not?

By making me completely alone

By leaving the survivors as orphans

In the language of an ignorant grandson, he

Did he reach God's beloved home or not?

always even at midnight 

Confusion shakes

Confusion shakes

Love still feels

He is in the prayer hall

Offering water 

Lighting the evening lamp

Tulsi Math is in 

folding clothes

lying next to the drawer

in pain

whispering that it hurts

hugging

by being hungry

by being water by thirst

by being medicine by the sick

by sharing in sorrow

by my black and white life 

being the color of the rainbow

My life's oblivion 

It's all over the sky

I'm thinking

Oops! At this time, where did he go?

is it raining somewhere!

Did the sun burn somewhere!!

Are you tired of traveling?

alone from the window

knocking

walking on a long journey

like a passenger on a bus and train

after the death of my wife

I don't care about my husband

keeping my husband in my heart 

Dear children  Remembering

Holi or not?

us like 

Our memory, love 

is also bothering him or not?

or  

To see if anyone will see

Premil pushing away the fog of memories with his palm

With his departed body flying with his soul

Mind nalagi nalagi 

Soaring upwards

Waving goodbye

Through the eyes of love 

To the tears that fell hotly