Oh
Dara!
If memorie remain a lustrous sea shell
washed upon the shore of times inner eye
then pressed to ear discover
not one ocean but two
then pressed to ear discover
not one ocean but two
singing together a melancholy refrain
of wave on wave of sorrow
Oh
Dara! Oh Dara!
All
prayers are but a veil upon death’s dark door.
But how mourn the loss of a living bridge
between two oceans of faith and wisdom
But how mourn the loss of a living bridge
between two oceans of faith and wisdom
Oh you noble gentle invader
You were
You are
A broken bridge
You were
You are
A broken bridge
between us and a golden dream
Oh unkempt forces of dark resentments
Oh crimson line on golden throat
Oh unkept tryst with unmet aspiration
A golden bird sings your requiem
No
more poems for you Oh Dara
The heart can cup but so much sorrow
The heart can cup but so much sorrow
Oh
Dara! Oh Dara!
Amit Dahiya
Badshah
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