A Handful of Jasmine

by Bharat Mehru



Bhabha, you have gone far away somewhere Today I got a handful of jasmine which are tender like your heart and fragrant like your thoughts holding a handful of jasmine I miss you, Bhabha I know a handful of jasmine cannot speak of you nor prove my gratitude Bhabha, I had always felt the soothing touch of your eyes on my back my growing height my juvenile and bright my daring flight all made you happy but - your weariness your helplessness your sinking voice your being without choice all never worried me I was there in your every dream but I was heedless to your heart's screams yet you remained still and composed overall exactly like you are seen in the photo on the wall now there are no offerings from me only some tears and a handful of jasmine......! {Bhabha = the way I used to address my father}

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13-May-2012

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Comments on this Poem

Very heart touching expressions. Why do not you write poem these days ? These are summer holidays ,and you are free from burden of teaching and daily up and down.So it will be good use of time to write some new poems.I think,You will not make us disappoint.A lot of thanks.

Nathmal Sharma
07-Jun-2014 23:03 PM

Rupradhaji,
Your words are very precious to me.Thanks.

raghav
15-May-2012 01:51 AM

it brought tears in my eyes!! Awesome poem!!

Rupradha
14-May-2012 14:09 PM

Richie,
Thanks, for your nice words.

raghav
14-May-2012 13:46 PM

super-duper mamosa what a classic poem..!! loved it... hats off to u .....

Priyadarshini Palawat
14-May-2012 12:50 PM