My Choice - The Separation

Can you fathom
How difficult is this day?
Never ever did I think
Of our separation

This moment I wish
If at all, I could undo
Our separation,
With a magical Wand

But then, this was my choice
To pursue the dream
Which I'd chased, cherished
before you were born

My eyes are moist
My heart crunches
My smile lifeless

I'll miss your touch
Those tiny palms
Your toothless smile
Your warmth, your hug
The innocence in your eyes
Your growing years

And then,
it forces me to think
Is it worth, the separation

Oh Ishaan, My Son
My beloved
I depart from you
With a promise
To return soon

 ©  2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)

Ishaan Chronicles poem