You..

You had been my personal sun,
why did you turn into wind then
disappearing into thin air
that fateful autumn afternoon
when I waited for you with bated breath
I counted each clock tick as heartbeat
your promise still rings in my ears
that you would escort me till end
care for me till I shut my eyes
your light still lingers inside me
your image has not withered since
the essential endures time

©Sunila 17/12/2015.

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About Sunila K

Based in Canary Islands, Spain, Sunila Khemchandani is a teacher, translator and writes poetry for love of English Literature. She has several poems published in English anthology collections (Wings, Change, Indus Valley, Heavenly Hymns, Poetic Symphonies, Synthesis - The Duet Anthology and in two of Brian Wrixon’s anthologies). In 2008, she won the position of the best annual poet in www.poetriesonline.com. Besides writing poems, she translates spiritual articles, books of her spiritual master, proof reading and transciption. Some of her translated works have been published and circulating.

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