Over The Demise

I wept over the demise of friend It was normal and not tragic end Normally we mourn the death And wait for recovery till last breath What do we all remember? If he is not family member Yet he is missed by you all We regret the disappearance of soul Some of the good things are striking As he was always joking Making us lighter by few movements And sometimes by funny comments He used to drop in any time Night or day was no bar for him to come He may come at lunch or dinner timing And spend the beautiful evening He has sense of humor That attracted me most forever He never felt shame or downward He used to offer encouraging words He was with me since childhood Almost together we stayed in neighborhood He was never a stranger With me he was brother and passenger too