Something dearest was in my heart
I left it somewhere.
A desperate attempt was to return to it.
But I got lost, I didn’t know how.
No mobile phone, no address could I remember
Modern ICT baffled me.
A juggernaut in disguise on my way.
A graveyard I have crossed
Met some dead people
Some known some unknown
A little solace have I got
When my dearest friend with awe,
Peeped from grave’s foot, and saw.
A rarest heart was he
God’s favourite die young!
A line of worry in his face
Thinking of human race.
‘Haven’t you read Waiting for Godot’ said he,
‘All absurdities you must ponder normal
But my friend fight against juggernaut