A Tribute To My Bohamian Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

I waited for you bohemian
To carry on the torch of my friendship
Yet, by the time I came,
You were absent and your chair was empty
To my utter grievance
Where did you go anyway
I heard you have passed away
In your sleep
Leaving me alone
And you would not see me again
And so do I.
This is the life after all, we shared all along
The man who was yesterday, is no more today

Still I see, the glamorous swans
The irksome and intellectual owl
With luminous round holes
Of blinking lamps
Ruminating on the trickles of fetched
Post modernism
Enjoying at the pond without your presence.

I still see the old chimpanzees
Jabber in the politics
Sitting at the table
With the glass of drinks
To overcome the inertia
And empty articulation
The days without you, are so painful
May your soul rest in peace