Adios! My life is a bowl of rice You ate few spoons of; Now, I am inside you Momentous, may that be, So long...
On your passing, I wept!! Wiping tears, myself, with my palms - Whence none bothered, pain was my own alone 'n' it wasn't eased out: A palmist exclaimed, "Tears.. watered seeds.. nourished palm trees.. Tis time they bear fruits.. now!!"
