Wrong Acharya!
When I go something will go too.
I will leave a vacuum
Insignificant to you
But important to few
A monster in the beginning
Fading sepia image later
I will sink gradually
To a remote recess in their memory
Like a switch! Pop up
Again and not again
May be ever receding blob
But not quite meeting
Like the two railroad rails And
then they too will disappear
Leaving a vacuum for few
When I go………
