To the student who died in an accident

Gaurav Ojha

You have lost your figure
A sense of emptiness for us to contemplate
The still face of yours carries a smile
From the days we thought you were happy
Your scuffle with life was brief
Nature had not prepared your wrinkled face
You lived like a flower in the spring
The rush of summer took you out
freed you from the times of cold and rain
Before, the burden of life would have made you weak
You, a bright star, exploded in the street
Your taste for love will only remain careless
Without a touch of continuity or commitment
Yet even for those of us who are accruing pointless years
My radiant star,
Can you see how painful it is to live with our crushed dreams?
When life abandons us to exist as beings without becoming
At least with you, my bright star, we can think for
What could you have become?
A doctor, a musician, a dancer, a poet, a hero, and an orator
Who left the stage too early?

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