Shamasis Bhattacharya

Takes but a drop of outward thought —
In a bid to comprehend the simplicity of such a soul.
Those notes still ring;
The voice that made me feel at home.

Bosom friendship from a soul so great,
Naughty winks from eyes deep with tales,
Witty smirks, a way to cheer —
I have seen them all and hold no despair.

You left no overt impression,
Crafted no moments outlandish.
You simply embraced anonymity,
And made blood out of wine.

You worked upon your life’s canvas,
Turning the mundane into our honeymoon.
And your remark about the polka dots
Lingers as our secret, never to unfold.

Silly that we were your profession,
We all needed some redefinition.
And maybe for all our careless assertion,
We pledge redemption.

Takes but a drop of outward thought —
In a bid to comprehend the complexity of such a soul.
Those notes still resonate;
The voice that forever makes me feel at home.

Bosom friendship from a soul so great,
Naughty winks from the eyes of depth,
Witty smirks in as a way to cheer —
I have seen them all and have no despair.