Depart Poem by Manashkumar Mukherjee

Who can depart me from the tiny child who is my friend;
Though an evening arrived & time was under compulsion,
I had a piece of paper in my hand which allowed me to board a train,
I was physically carried away and away whereas my mind?
Literal brought me to weeping texture shading few drops of tears,
Only praying God to give me strength to give pleasure to my mind.
Oh! it is very difficult to part with a child who has just started to tell rhymes,
has an innocent smiling face decorated with black curling hair,
so cute and so lovely.
May God pour all blessings.

Patna 24.05.2010.