To a Friend : Nishi Pulugurtha

Dear S,

Yesterday afternoon, I lay with a book in my hand

It lay on my chest as my thoughts 

Moved through years. 

Of moments past, of shared times

Of holding on

I was reminded of our addas 

Of our long distance talks

Of shared joys and troubles

that bothered, of pain

that lingered

Of smiles and hopes.

The pain stifles

The numbness remains 

I know you must be surrounded by

Books, words and songs

Rest, dear friend with things you loved.

Love,

Your friend.