FROM CANCERWARD

So much of my life is gone

and so much in memories reborn

now, I see how 

winter's sun mocks at summer's morn.



Yes, it is hard to be alone

but I never feel forlorn

cowardice, I believe

is another child by misery bourn



Now there is scarce space for fears

even less for the tears

grief, I feel 

is but a moment in the endless years.



Truly, I have nothing to gain

by scattering my pain

for, I cannot imagine

my loves, hopes and desires withering again



Hark my love: Never ever feel sorry

remember, just this spark of glory

that I think now

sets alight my humdrum and ordinary life story 



© Rumjhum Biswas 1992

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