ELEGY TWO YEARS AFTER. What if on parching land it never rains? What if gone by never go for agains? I thought , I will meet you someday . Go and meet merrily before the delay. Once they pass , throw off in mire and fray. Canker corrode the cordial . Since ever ailments are antipodal. Future when permits moving into primordial. I remember mentioning dreads she was afraid of. Cruel decaying Furies , wane and wade off. Losing serendipity , what's the fool made of. Years after , I came to know . She has ascended to abode above. For ages , I could not meet her though. How that Moon was fallen Nadir below. I feel her presence , unbearable sejunction. People go ,oh ! Lunaries it' s an assumption. My agonies ripping me, scratching denigrates. Those solemn moments my dear not extricates. Own oddities oneself one time obfuscates. Rest in Lord's lap with Edenic plod . To you might be there a Road! Oh! You the creep and sweep of the coast . I am the one who will miss you the most. 'Karu' shame smothered face of mine. Onwards the twilight bright you will shine . And a Dolorous last time could not see . I am a prisoner of self in cobweb to be . SHEER SAGAR. When I got to know my sissy had gone .
