They say time
heals wounds, but much time has flown
A part of me
has moved on, but why does the other still mourn?
Not a day does
pass without thinking of her;
I laugh, I
play, I enjoy; but why do I still feel sad?
Every moment I
miss you….Sister, I miss you real bad!
There’s a
gaping hole in my life which refuses to get filled
The cement of
friends’ affections seems unable to get it sealed
Half lies
& partial truth help deflect her topic, though doing so is myopic.
I laugh, I
play, I enjoy; but why do I still feel sad?
Every moment I
miss you….Sister, I miss you real bad!
The
festivities of Rakhi & Bhai Dhuj have long lost their charm,
Birthdays are
just a token exercise, without the wishes which were the most warm
The laughter,
the banter, the fights have vowed not to return
I laugh, I
play, I enjoy; but why do I still feel sad?
Every moment I
miss you….Sister, I miss you real bad!
She lived life
to the fullest, abreast of the latest fashion trends
Wherever she
went, she was a favourite among her friends
She faced
hardships, and battled challenges with a smile on her face
She would have
fought cancer too, but with a little bit of God’s grace
Six years is a
long time, how time has passed
I laugh, I
play, I enjoy; but why do I still feel sad?
Every moment I
miss you….Sister, I miss you real bad!
A great poem for the person who really deserves it. Khub bhalo hoece
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