A poem to mark the first day of our Mukhtaad or Fravardegan days.
(I first wrote it in the year 2017).
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Do you look back at me
When I look at your silver vase?
Do you smell the flowers
I bring so lovingly on all ten days?
Those flowers so remind me of you
Vibrant, fragrant and fresh!
Those divas so remind me of you
Ever so bright and warm to feel
Not a day goes by
That I don’t think of you
But, these ten days bring fresh hope
Of your refreshing presence
I go to your table expecting a response
To the pointless questions I can’t get across.
Sometimes in my mind I forget that you’re dead
Because I keep you living in my mind
I love you so much
It makes me sad
I can’t hear you say it back
The one thing that would make me so glad!
Noshir H. Dadrawala