Grief fills my spirit, liberty waits
behind the door. Anguish rules
my mind, even if I am granted
a peace of sorts.
Something big, unexpected and
lethal, has made me unwell and
it's taken my strength away, sadly
no time to be had, I am on my way.
Your kind words, so skillfully mastered
graced my last few days, like a gentle
stroke on a velvet cheek of a child;
served my evening with sunny rays.
Goodbye is not an easy word, especially
when the pen is dipped in tears, but the
time has come and this is all I have to offer
to a friend, to that unseen someone.
May you too have peace, while you
lead a life full of integrity, May you
draw real close to the god and experience
a perfect serenity.
This poem is a tribute to Monica Monet (Also wrote under names of Tess Fielders and Elayna Le Sabre) ,
an extremely talented poet who sent me her last email, day before yesterday. This came as a surprise
because during our interaction she never spoke about her illness. This poem is
in fact almost a replica of her last email. Please join me in offering prayers
for her, may her soul rest in peace. Good bye my unseen friend.
Nikunj Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/au-revoir-7/
