Govardhan, my friend where you have gone
I remember with so much affection through the life
But my ingratitude you may find it my own laziness
For former and proper communication gap
My friend, I remember the good days spend with you
As a trusted friend in child hood and student days
When I was hungry you helped me with parting your food
In effect it was sharing the poverty of mine
When I was thirsty you gave me your water bottle
I felt it was the elixir and rejuvenating therapy
When I fractured in a football match I knew you wept
And followed me to the doctor for treatment
When we together went for swimming I was tired
And somewhat you helped me from drowning
It was your help that I got in times of necessity
But still I forgot somewhere in my professional days
You might have remembered your friend a lot
That too when you were in prolonged illness and bedridden
But unfortunate, I couldn't locate you in those days
The painful days that passed in your days
I missed the opportunity to make you comfort at least
By friend, now still I think about you in this late moment
But unfortunate, you have left the scene somewhere
Or I likes to believe you are still there in village
I likes ever my dear friend your company for life
But I am not sure where you are gone, or to trace
May I can make an effort to find you in my journey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your fond memory in remembering your friend and finding yourself guilty in your ingratitude, all go in the description of a lovely poem.