Sorry my dear

At death i bid farewell to you my dear.
 I couldn't raise my hand to say goodbye.
 Nor i could say 'see you again'.
 You too bid farewell with your tears.
 I couldn't look back to see you again.
 There is no tears in my eyes,
 To express my pain.
 I broke all the bond of my life
 Even the greatest bond,
 My love for you.
 From now you will not look at the road.
 Waiting for me to come back.
 Whenever you ruminate my love
 There is no hope to see me again.
 On my birthday you lit a candle on my grave.
 You wished me with a bouquet of white flower.
 There is no joy in your eyes on meeting me.
 Tears rolled down from your eyes.
 Sorry my dear,I couldn't raise my hand to wipe.

 A poem by ROBIN PATIR.

 Please read my poetry book
 ONE DAY YOU WILL RUMINATE MY LOVE