Dear Comrade, I always wanted to understand you more,
Alas! I wish I could know what the life had in store,
I wish you could know; you were the one, whom I most adored,
I wish I needn’t say, but those times will never be anymore,
I wish it could just be a nightmare of sore...
Dear Comrade, you lifted me up, when I felt down,
Brought a smile on my face, when what I wore

was a pity frown,

You were there as a ray of light,

always tried to make me cheerful and bright as the fifteenth night,
you helped me fight the bitterness of life, and perhaps made it more of a delight,

Dear Comrade, as years pass by,

When there is desolation that envelopes me like the charcoal darkness of night,

I wish you could stand strong by my side...
Dear Comrade, when melancholy is what I only feel,
I know a Midas touch of yours, would make all my scars heal...
Dear comrade, I wish you didn’t have that malignant mass,
For it led me, helplessly look onto your carcass,
Which left me shattered as a glass,
Dear Comrade, we used to disagree,
But at the end of the day, it was all but glee,
I miss those good old days, days that never will be...