These days, avoid looking at my hands I, now so bare

Loved you n I both, at the shining red bangles, to stare

Also never to remove them ever, I took great care

Many you would buy; even place special orders;

Many with diamonds studded at the center or at borders;

It was joy n happiness sheer, for me a precious fodder!

You have for ever gone away, taking away my precious red

Very sad I feel, looking at my bare hand n your empty bed

I secretly often wished, instead of you, I could be dead;

For loved life you, much more than I did; in many ways

A crazy foodie you were n a traveller, ready with bags always

Memories there are aplenty of all the fun filled days.

MAY YOU STAY HAPPY N PROGRESS ALWAYS.

Armin Dutia Motashaw