Death Anniversary Of Papa Poem by Lopamudra Mishra

From last few days I often stroll around by your memories,
It softly strikes with a preaching guidance with rolling tears,
Quivering lips of mine narrates the treasured love for you,
But the glimpse of radiant smile from your garlanded photograph
sinks me inside,
The path you laid with your foresight and vision I lately knew,
Now you are nowhere to guide me with your view,
Each day, then years pass,
I missed you more with time's traces,
Searches your reflection from others, in vain,
yes, I know you are unique in your own way,
Your death anniversary is close by
I sigh with a silent moan
with each passing day.
We miss you lot