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His Last Song

Mr. Dan was an old man.

He had just turned sixty four.

An old rusty hat on his head.

The same tweed jacket he always wore.


He had a violin not so new.

Never played it, his heart was forlorn.

Living unknown by the roadside.

Still, had an incomplete song.


They say she was in love with him.

She used to come see him play.

He wrote a song everyday for her.

He wished she could forever stay.


One day she didn’t come back.

And he bled his soul playing in pain.

His last song is still unsung.

As he waits for her, perhaps in vain.


  1. September 22, 2012 at 10:25 pm

    I almost cried reading this, Prashant.
    I dont know if its the depth of the poem, or the sheer simplicty of words!

    • September 22, 2012 at 10:32 pm

      Almost ? OK then…I would try harder next time ! 😉

      • September 23, 2012 at 12:15 am



        P.S. *kicks some ass* 😀

      • September 23, 2012 at 9:33 am

        Don’t worry and don’t sigh too much! Its wonderful energy you are letting your body leave.

  2. September 23, 2012 at 3:13 am

    Sweet, poignant, but are you sure he wasn’t 84? Sixty four seems young to me these days. lol. hugs, pat

    • September 23, 2012 at 9:30 am

      I’ll have to ask mr Dan only ma’am for that !

    • September 23, 2012 at 11:34 am

      I second that 🙂

      • September 23, 2012 at 2:30 pm

        Some thinking for me to do then !

  3. September 23, 2012 at 4:47 am

    Waiting is crucial – a slow sweet poison!

    • September 23, 2012 at 9:29 am

      ..and sometimes the only option one has

      • September 23, 2012 at 3:23 pm

        That is what makes it crucial !

  4. drsuraiyanasim
    September 23, 2012 at 8:26 pm

    Ohhh….this is so soulful and piercing Prashant…..amazingly tender, touching and sweet.
    I always gravitate towards sad endings…..and this had such pathos and magnetic pain.
    One of your best works till date…..this becomes my new favorite.

    I have nominated you for “One lovely blogger” award….I hope you read your nomintation since you had liked the post. Congrats to you! Please link back to my page and accept it:


    • September 23, 2012 at 8:49 pm

      On my way to grab mine !

      • drsuraiyanasim
        September 23, 2012 at 8:53 pm


  5. September 23, 2012 at 11:34 pm

    beautiful & powerful! loved it! 🙂

    • September 23, 2012 at 11:54 pm

      Thank you Teju ! I am glad the ‘sparrow’ is on board !
      Happy Blogging

  6. September 25, 2012 at 12:00 am

    painful yet eternal love… expressed in simple way .

    • September 25, 2012 at 12:37 am

      Some pain would define you…thas life

  7. September 26, 2012 at 2:15 am

    Oh, you precious young Prashant, 64 is young!!

    • September 26, 2012 at 3:27 am

      It sure is ma’am…only the wait made him older !

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