This One's For You Poem by Shiva Pillai

I gather my thoughts, and have sat down to write,
Today is special, and I want it to be right;
I am searching for words, and they just come by,
Thinking about you and old times, it takes me high.

Do you remember that day, when I was crying? ,
You were laughing at me, but you said it'd be fine;
It was last day of school, and we were moving away,
I was sure you'd miss me, each night and day.

Life has its own destiny, and we could not change it,
But I was so wrong, you thought me how to rebuild it;
I'd have fallen and lost all, had you not held my hand,
You were there for me, from the start till the end.

And then one fine day, as I was watching you dance,
You just fell down, and sort of went into a trance;
But you won't get up, and I didn't knew what to do,
They put tubes and wires, and said your days were few.

I sat next to your bed, counting breadth that you took,
Your eyes were blank and there was sadness in your look;
And then you closed your eyes, I thought you were asleep,
Today, you are there with me in my thoughts I still keep.

I remember what you'd told to me, when you were still fine,
When people die, they become star and from far, they shine;
So, I go out at night, when there is a clear sky,
And I look at a star, that's you, and ask Why?

Then I see the twinkle, as if making fun of my misery,
And I realize you told me, not to lose hope and be free;
So, here I am, my dear friend, to make you always proud,
I will write you a poem, and friendship will be its shroud.

Now, you can go back to sleep, it's going to be dawn,
I will make a life for myself, and I will just go on;
Today is the day when we met, and your words were so true,
So, my dearest friend, the poem This one's for you.