Missing You…

I do not know, what is wrong,
Far away from me is my mind,
I do not know, what is joy?
Only the despair I seem to find.

I do not know, where they went,
The li’l things that mean so much,
The talks we had every so often,
Those moments treasured such.

I do not know, why I am like this,
Hunting for tears and not a smile,
Maybe it is because, I do miss you,
For we’ve been together a while.

I do not know, when you will return,
If it will be now or maybe never at all,
But I only know I will be waiting here,
At this very place, waiting for your call.

Your work it means so much I know,
Perhaps you mean much more to me,
Possessive I am, I know that well,
Your absence now, it does suffocate me.

I do not know, how to say my heart,
How to say all these thoughts to you,
I do not know, what my heart beats,
But I do know, I so miss loving you.

 

Umm… Just to clarify, this poem though not fiction, is not meant for a lover.

Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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