My Sentence Poem by Raju Krispa

Write my pen my sentence
Let the words be music or my nook
No lies neither truth, just melody filled ink
Write my pen
My poems of dark sun on a white day

No home to return and no sweet heart
Wind drying my tears on this non-stop train
Write my pen
Let this be last song
With memory of my dad's hand
Caressing through my hair

Write my pen my sentence
To let him go
Words will be music or some harsh noise
And when everything slows down to stop
Let him go.
Night falling on my pathway
Don’t wish for day anymore
I am letting me know
That he is no more, anymore.
Hey you who is asking me, my ticket
I am here with another man
Not seen by you and long gone.