Showing posts with label miss you. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miss you. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Goodbye...






















 


Why do I feel...

Am gonna miss You much?

May be am in trance...

With your words.


Some shinning stars in eyes...

Across the windows.

I see you...

In my own shadows.


The bleak, the sleek;

The incomplete.

Thoughts often ride...

Never on seats.


Take my word...

I'll surely miss you.

May be you won't ever know...

And I won't ever show...


Don't take my name...

Like that...In one breath.

I'll lose my every breath...

Each passing moment.


Trembles my heart...

Whenever your thoughts sweep.

Deep into my mind...

My thoughts weep.


Close by,

Another voice echoes...

Don't forget...there's someone,

Waiting in meadows.


Hold my hand...

Just before I lie.

May be my dreams would sigh...

When I die.


Turned upside down...

My world ruins every time.

Whenever...

You wave me that...





Goodbye.

                                                                    
                                  (c)Ravinder Kaur
                                       13-09-2016


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Friday, February 19, 2016

On my way...... back








On my way back,


I looked up at the tree,


The sweet light fragrance,


Recalled your memories.





Those scented, little darlings,


Hanging on the tree,


You plucked them for me,


Back in my dreams.





Under the tree,


I wait for you.....Again.


To see you pluck them,


For....Me.


And I.... see you smiling,


There Up.... to me.





I haven't forgotten,


Those days.


When in mornings,


Beside the coffee cup,


You placed those flowers,


Catching me smiling,


Like a little girl to her dolls.





Wake me up from this .....Oh dear!


Gift me nothing else, but these.


I miss nothing else but them and.....You!


Together under the tree.








Still that wait and urge,


When I see them bloom.


And you... not here,


To give me...your love.





  (Image source: Ravinder Kaur)











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