Where have you gone my friend?
I am shocked to know about your untimely end
You have always given us  YOUR wonderful heart
How can we forget your poetical art?

You lived in India for many years
Your demise causes US inconsolable tears
Death is a cruel and gruesome monster
His ways are always sinister

The poetic world has stopped for a while
Our faces are totally devoid of any smile
I don’t still believe your demise is true
I can never forget you and your view

As a poet you have no spiritual death
You might have left this transitory earth
In our hearts you always get re-birth
Nobody can redeem your immeasurable worth

Your tomb is unfortunately not very near
But I shed my incessant tears here
You always dwell in my heart dear
I listen to your sane voice very clear