My blood-relations,
teachers,
well-wishers,
a few friends
left earth
at different points of time
to join their heavenly abode.
In the garden of heaven ,
all are together
happy and delighted,
and
celebrations rent the air
what for a sense of
separation, pain, loneliness,
gnawing the tender petals,
of my mind flower each second
each minute, each day?
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