Sometimes I wonder how will life be when I am gone?
Will my phone miss my resolute fingers as they tap away?
Will my morning cup of tea remember my sighs of appreciation?
Will the wonderful handloom prints recall my ecstatic caressing touch?
Will the pillow remember the numerous outpourings, late at night?
Will the moccasins miss the warmth of my feet?
Will the corner chair and the tall yellow lamp recall all the happy and sad moments, which it allowed me to outpour ?
Will the jackfruit tree recall how I cried out my loneliness to it , late into the night?
HOW WILL IT BE WHEN I AM GONE ?
Will i be gone ?
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Will my phone miss my resolute fingers as they tap away?
Will my morning cup of tea remember my sighs of appreciation?
Will the wonderful handloom prints recall my ecstatic caressing touch?
Will the pillow remember the numerous outpourings, late at night?
Will the moccasins miss the warmth of my feet?
Will the corner chair and the tall yellow lamp recall all the happy and sad moments, which it allowed me to outpour ?
Will the jackfruit tree recall how I cried out my loneliness to it , late into the night?
HOW WILL IT BE WHEN I AM GONE ?
Will i be gone ?
