Dear Friend

Time passes by and it looks as if the pain is vanishing too
Or we are being good actors. Who knows the truth.
People crack jokes to make us laugh
We watch TV and listen to religious sermons
Sometimes we talk about old memories
But how long before we run out of topics?
It feels more like a dream.
You're gone away for a checkup and I am waiting for a call
Its weird. I sure I will forget you.
I have been struggling to understand something, a question I couldn't answer
What should I have prayed for?
Pray that you live and suffer. Who knows what you hid from me.
Or pray that you leave us and find rest.
Funny how I look like a villain in both the cases. Isn't it?
You liar, even before dying you gave the same answer. I AM OK.
I wish I could slap you and make you tell me what you were feeling
This will remain with me till I die
I can't shake it off even if I tried
Were you scared you would become a burden?
Were you of opinion I couldn't meet ends meet to get you a good treatment?
I tried my best to keep you safe
I wonder if you were happy and proud
I wish you could tell me that
I am beginning to discard the memories one by one. I will close the door
But if you ever want to knock and get in to have a cup of tea,
I will always be waiting. I will keep writing until people tell me I have gone mad or you answer me in someway.