My dear...

The guileless smile,
The bursts of anger,
Instantaneous penitence,
Childish innocence...

Magnanimity of heart,
Patriotic fervor,
Reconciling spirit,
Ocean of friendship...

Time knows nothing of these...
Nor do we know when
The candle in the thunderstorm called life
Gets blown away by the winds or drenched by the rains...

As the candle gave way to Darkness,
I am blinded in total void...
And through the void, a tiny tear looks out,
To bid goodbye to a part of Me...