The Death Call From My Loving Friend.... Poem by Sebastine Humaemo

On a killing, stress filled eve
my mobile viberated with a beep
voice of you said hello! I need a help
and that's the day our voice actually met
friendship bloomed between us like a pleasant orchid flower
and my soul got lost in your magical power

will never forget the first call you made
cos that happened to be my best day which will never fade
days moved on with fun and care
pretty messages from you hit me asking hey! are you there?
I felt something kept on disturbing you time to time
when asked about it, you said....
hey! chill, till you there, I will always be fine

with false smile I kept looking at your eyes
as a friend I know your pretty lips lies
at times when you said, your lost in a dark world
from miles apart I use to say chill and do be bold
I still remember the day when you called me up
and said, hey am gonna die...
I said don't kid at late night, do go and sleep

though I kept lying on my bed
was totally hung up about what you said
the next day, my vibrating mobile jerked me up from my bed
and a trumbling voice said apsara (you) was dead
tears rolling down I fell to my feet
a sinner I became, cos I didn't helped you in saving your heart beat

without you, am crying all nights missing your care
why you did this? and left me like a nightmare
I don't know what stopped you, from telling your worries to me
do you thought? your worries will burden me too, and so you kept it as a myth?
you gave life to our friendship by your first missed call
never I thought you will end up your life after givin me a final call

though your not beside to cheer me up with your smile
everyday I used to imagine you at my side....atleast for a while...


...........for my everloving friend yamini apsara
who ended her life as a myth