Treasure Island

Soumita Sarkar Ray

(Kolkata)

Bye Aishu...


You stayed with us
for years few.
You worked with us
in all tasks due.

The tallest soul
that ever strutted here
A bright face which
has a smile to share.

Your own tongue Malyalam
English naturally is your flavour
Eklavya now takes the credit
but to make your Hindi savour.

Our pain sounds heavy
we gain and loose equally
A wish from each heart
will make you happy eternally.

Yes, you leave us today
pray, with no tears or sigh
you shall receive a life of Dreams
We all say you goodbye.

Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 13, 2013

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This is a farewell poem for a colleague of mine named Aishwarya(Aishu) , a tall, sweet Malyali girl. Eklavya (name of the school) is the place where we worked.She adored these lines.

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