We used to walk,
And long talks,
While eating,
Or while having a drink.
Whenever he asked any work,
I used to wink.
My mother’s father,
Was a nice friend of mine.
We used to spend
Great time.
We watched movies together,
Long discussions about the actors.
But long ago he passed,
His phone is switched off.
Sometimes i wish to talk,
But the phones don’t work.
May be this is the reality
All those who left us
Create such a vacuum
That no one can fill….
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