My D: \drive died on me <br />Suddenly one day <br />I had worked with it the previous night <br />Sat up till so late using it being with it <br />I did not think it would not come alive <br />When I switched it on the next morn <br />It was a blank I could not go in <br />It was like standing outside an ICU <br />Seeing it die in front of my eye <br />I could not revive it <br />No response I got, no blink of the eye! <br />No F8 helped, I was on line <br />With a specialist who at end said <br />Sorry, Mam’ I’ve done all I could <br />No more hope to hold, so easily, he said. <br />My D: \drive died on me <br />And I cried, I was in mourning <br />For more than three days three <br />I could not mail, I could not go online <br />I could not visit my Desidirectory <br />Nor upload any more poems <br />They all [my early collections- most of them] <br />Had died along with my D: \drive <br />As devote wife entering funeral pyres <br />Had gone and done Sati <br />But, what was I to do <br />Bereft of Soul I stand alone <br />My thoughts, my emotions <br />My feelings and a part of me <br />Have all now died – Memories <br />So long held captive in my D: \drive <br />Today have all blown away <br />As ashes dissolved in water <br />They have all vanished <br />Leaving me vanquished <br />Standing alone with memories <br />Of my D: \drive and an empty corrupt Hard disk!<br /><br />Angelina Pandian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-dirge-on-the-death-of-my-d-drive/
