Paul
A wounding emptiness now fills too many lives,
Yet the ringing echoes of that joyful laughter lingers in the air,
The loss was too surprising,
How could we lose someone so uniquely rare?
The heartache was immensely sharp,
The slash of a dagger,
It was hard to keep upright,
Trying hard not to stagger,
A hard lump choking the throat,
A clenching on the stomach holding on tight,
Suddenly tears are flooding the room
Was it right to take him away? Was it right?
It was a depressing and desolate autumn then,
Yet it felt like a thousand raw winters had gone by,
It was raining with a sorrow – constant sorrow,
But I knew he was there when I looked up in the sky.
Looking at the pictures now,
A soothing harmony embraces the heart,
He left fullfilling all his ambitions,
Reaching every target he’d set from the start.
When we first lost him,
I lived in the harrowing loneliness of the dark,
But now all I see is the luminous beauty of the light,
Because now I know that in all our hearts, he definitely left his mark.
by A. Tarannum
