Eyes turn wet

My eyes turn wet

and get 

flood of emotions

as it neared relation

 

you were pioneer

and very dear

in shaping my destiny

and stood next to an almighty 

 

how the gardener nurtures plants?

and gets flowers in shape as he wants

the same way you planted enthusiasm

and taught me the lessons of humanism 

 

my eyes don't believe

that you have left 

this land forever 

and this causes lots of sadness and fear

 

my hands raise in misbelief

and try to get relief

no voice is heard from anywhere

you lay silent and voiceless here 

 

my eye drops reveal

and fill

your absence

with no more chance to see you again