Sunday, September 16, 2012

I miss you...



The noise of people suddenly is not reaching ears
The voice of bear is not breaching the fern
May be its like I am no more part of this world
May be its like I am just another spoilt curd

When life is having an lasting effects of images
When knife is cutting apple and serving empty pages
A wave of thought just passes me like Google’s pages

The bubble of water has hydrogen and oxygen
The purple shelter is making the pun

Your every move is pouring energy in me
Your every move is adding stability to this bee

Your silence is making me smile
Your achievement is adding me pride
Your rolling hair is completing my pair
Your soulful eyes are my comfort chair

You are far away from me right now
You are flair of my pen which appreciates my show

What ways I should adopt to reach you
Which may I should opt to search you

The leaves are even now questioning me
The trees are now even blaming this bee
Where are you, where are you

Each and every corner of heart wants to have you its art
Each and every burner of fire wants to have you as its ignition power

How to reduce this crafted and created miles

The brightness of sun becomes day because of you
The soundness of night becomes night because of you

There are so many reasons to miss you
There are so many seasons to miss you
What else can be termed as vital task in life?
It’s all about missing my own life

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