Bhabha, br you have gone br far away somewhere br br Today I got a handful of jasmine br which are tender like your heart br fragrant like your thoughts br holding a handful of jasmine br I miss you, Bhabha br br I know a handful of jasmine br cannot speak of you br nor prove my gratitude br br I had always felt br the soothing touch of your eyes br on my back br br my growing height br my juvenile and bright br my daring flight br all made you happy br but br br your weariness br your helplessness br your sinking voice br your being without choice br all never worried me br br I was there in your every dream br but I was heedless br to your heart's screams br br yet you remained still br and composed, overall br exactly like you are seen br in your photo on the wall br now there are no offerings from me br only some tears and br a handful of jasmine....