An Orphan
An Orphan
He was fortunate to
Have so many relatives,
Friends, followers, society
Members, associates, well-wishers,
Whenever, wherever necessary
They were taking his
Every care helped
In his routines, causes
One year has gone
Like a speedily passing
Train, but the load
Of her grief has lessened
Remarkably but not
Vanished thoroughly from
His ever awaken
Brain and throbbing heart
He doesn’t know what
Was he doing, thinking
Grieving all the time
All he came to
Know that he is
Totally alone in
The world that he
Is completely an
Orphan without her
In spite of everyone closely related