My Beenamma

She was a dew drop,
The presance which made me cool...
She was serene, like a Goddess
Her eyes was like embers, filled with compassion
She was my strength,
With her laughter and hope that is contageous,
She made the whole world a heaven
Physical beauty enchanted with her inner beauty
She was rare among the rarest,
Overflowing with the goodness of mind.....
Forgived all the sins attempted against her.
But left us, suddenly without a word.....
In the deepest pain she suffered,
She remembered my smallest pain.....
But,in my smallest pain,I had forgotten her biggest pain...
She never complained....
Defeated me.....pathetically........
And left the deepest wound in my heart,in the form of a big gap
That can never be healed, never ever in this life............................