Roshan Giri

I can still smell your wet hair
can still feel your shimmering skin
still hear the echoes of your laugh
see you at that door your smiling face. . . . .
miss you my boksi, the Queen of my heart. . .

I might not be that dashing

but you will be the most beautiful one

till my last breathe

I might not be that strong

... but I know how to use my mind

according to time and situation

I might not be that wealthy

but I know that love is the most valuable

which I have in abundance for you

till the end of my life. . . . .

To my boksi. . .