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IT’S NOT THE END- TRIBUTE TO SSR

IT’S NOT THE END- TRIBUTE TO SSR

A broken star smiled brightly from the clouds above,
When the particles below were awaiting his presence,
But he was gone, gone for the better of everyone,
Taking with himself mysteries in abundance.
A Prodigy since birth, he was a probable epitome of subjects,
Patron of science and literature he witnessed,
The magical aura that surrounded him forever,
Is now missed by ever creature who looks above.
And still, this sketch reminds us of his glorious days,
When Pavitra Rishta we created with his ways,
He smiled a dashing sparkle from the TV serials,
Wearing a façade that people think wasn't real.
Dil Bechara, couldn't understand how he left so soon,
Maybe the sixer hit by him had broken some dunes,
PK he wasn't, when his family gave his insights,
But what can we do, when we are left without his sight.
It is so true that people remember only when you're gone,
Even his pet was missing his silhouette in the dawns,
Well, can we turn the clock and look at his theories once again?
Like a burning coal I know his absence doesn't seize the days.
Let those scars heal and pay tribute to his shadow,
Let the days ignite a new zeal for his tomorrow,
His days were the best, although we narrate them late,
He was gone too soon, maybe for the Moon he was late?
It's not the end...
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