Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Am I a Replica?

Am I a replica?
Haunting me
Ever since you left us
How can I be your replica?

Grandma saw you in me,
Aunt justified,
Uncle exclaimed!
Near ones choired
Finally….
Dad too felt!!!
I was your replica..
How can I take your place
When I’m hovered with diffidence?
But my mirror muttered
The truth..I'm not!
No one can
Fill your absence…
No one can take somebody’s
Berth in life…
Alas! We are ignorant
Of
the Bitter truth!!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

lovely, emotional .....
and i miss my dad .



scrawler, it touched .. :)

Shaan Menon said...

mmm...another good one... and you back to your fav writing theme...!!!! keep it going!