An year without you


There was lot much to say
Under the moonlight together, on the hay
To share many incidents of laugh and tear
But how to discuss, we haven't talked since an year
We haven't talked since an year, you may say
But for me these were 365 anguish days
Maybe you counted these days on your tips
But my each second was entrenched to your lips
Besides the pain in the year, I faced
There were lot many things that changed
Habit of, at 12 midnight, wishing you a new year
Changed to farewell the year with tears
Three months later, the festival of colour
Was too dull as compared to previous' odour
The festival of Dusshera, after a long while
Made me understand the pain of lord Rama in exile
Also, how could I forget of you birthday
Old feeling of anxiety and happiness now became dismay
All the momentos that I gifted to you
Must be shattered now, unbearable by any glue
Then, there came the festival of light
May be for others, couldn't make my day bright
Sometimes, I wish all these things to get repair
But now I feel its impossible, being despair
Earlier fear of loosing you, didn't allow me to sleep
Now the anxiety of getting, you is very deep

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