The Vacuum..

Brother..you leave today..you do..
A vacuum in the companionship that had begun to brew..
More than the span you graced here, the quality mattered..
For sadly enough there aren't people alike..to open up and chatter!!

An honest soul..a Piscean peer..
Not the one to be washed down over a sip of beer..
A wonderful mate..a pride to have one on your side..
A badge you'd want to put on...till your life bides..

A turn of tide and you're ready to fly again..
Soar high my friend..for life's precious which shouldn't go in vain..
For it's certainly another chance to live with your head held high..
When you retire, at least you'd wouldn't have regrets to sigh!!

And here I am... at loss of words today..
For I can't write more..from an ode's per se..
Do well and keep shining all along..
But never forget where you come from and where you belong!!

May you pursue well and the best job you pluck..
Here's wishing you all the best and a hearty good luck!!