- The love that I have
- Of the life that I have
- Is yours and yours and yours
- A sleep I shall have
- A rest I shall have
- Yet death will be but a pause
- For the peace of my years
- In the long green grass
- Will be yours and yours
- And yours
- Leo Marks..
I read the poem in Courier mail yesterday..and remembered you reciting this over a cup of tea..in the red and white decor cafe on MG road. I don’t remember the name of the cafe.. It was close to GK vale studio.. We had gone to buy books from the second hand book shop wala..
My mistake is to try and fill the void you left behind..
Just to experience that sheer joy of being loved for who you are..
just to hear the words spoken in silence..
just to have someone to lean on..for the sake of togetherness..
People tell you time heals..But time doesn’t heal..It can’t heal something that is not broken..
Those last words … that's truly fantastic.
Why healing is necessary, when it is not broken? Let it remain unbroken forever, no need to think about healing.
Raheemchalil: thanks
GK: true..you know when you amputate someone's limb.. the patient always tells you..they can feel the pain in the missing arm..phantom sensation..Pseudesthesia
I know..he isn't there..yet I wake up each morning..hoping he is there..by my side..and wish..I could heal from that feeling..