Moon of my life
Love of my heart
Stronger than love was
the pain of watching you depart
Every month I visit you
Dressed in my best attire
Place a bouquet of lilies
Read your favourite poem on love and fire
Then wait for you
To burst out laughing
On humour in the lines
And on my accent, though fine
You brush past my side
A gentle caress on my cheek
I feel your presence around me
But, can never see
Some say, grief has maddened me
Made me a loner talking to myself
The way I see it, a gift from God
Why would I need anyone, beside ourselves?
I feel closer to you now
More than when you were alive
Alive, had you been so devoted
Would never have taken your life.
Chitra