The young man went down fighting
For what he thought was right
The future would have been to our liking
If he didn't have to fight

Was his name Jayesh - befitting?
Yes! And frankly it was true
For though he went down fighting
He had won it through and through

His heart had no known boundary
His courage had no known limit
His honor would leave one in quandary
Even impending end couldn;t dim it

He was very sportsmanlike and original
In every walk of life he chose
His love for Kith and Kin was phenomenal
Though he had a slightly big nose

Reading him like a book was misnomer
Hearing him like a song still near
One knew Jayesh from days of yonder
And remember his eyes full of cheer

Meeting Veena was his moment of glory
He really met lady luck, one can say
Veena remains best part of his story
And no one has a different thing to say

To lose him so soon is our misfortune
But that's how life really is
If communication between souls is still in tune
Our Jayesh we will never ever miss.

An ode to Jayesh, my paternal cousin brother, who left us early in life and who was so much a man of heart ......