Poems on
Father

Death Anniversary

a poem by Divyani Ojha

Tonight is very arduous and the day is prolonged than the mountain
But I won’t cry
I will again be as debonair as that intrepid little girl
Who just held your finger and intended to win every battle, without fear
I promise, I will never end before death, no matter what happens
I will try to live everyday now
Instead of sitting at the window watching the path of death, like I used to do everyday…