It
was a typhoon which took you,
Away from us and this world,
To another pleasant place,
Away from all suffering and agony.
I know you are sleeping peacefully,
Under the soil, after rushing hard for us,
It’s a resting time for you physically.
I feel your existence around us,
You are still active spiritually,
Worrying about us all the time,
Showing us the right path to troop.
We miss you and shed tears,
Your soul comes to tranquil us,
You are living in us with your ethics and principles,
You are alive and I strongly deny your death.
