This hand has touched Neera's face,
could I use this hand to commit a sin,
ever again?
In the late evening glow
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I whisper to myself - 'Be worthy of her, Be worthy and rise' I touch Neera's chin - This hand has touched Neera's face, could I use this hand to commit a sin, ever again? soul searching poem.. tony
Neera from Neer, feminine water. Sunil is deep blue. Could be sky, could be water. If water, then Neera is very appropriate. Neera, Sunil's muse, his creation. It is like talking to oneself. Personal dialogue is actually soul searching. So Sunil's Neera creation will survive.
Sunil is no more. He died on October 23,2012 at Kolkata. He was undoubtedly a great poet.
Coming down the steps I remember, all of a sudden, that the most important words were yet to be said! A breeze from the alien shores would one day, soon, carry this lady away.. beautiful love poem. tony