Monday, 15 May 2017

Without You


Without you ,
My cuckoo ceases singing,
The rose of my garden is sinking,
My  river   stops flowing,
The colour of each day is blackening,
During the night I hear the Stars teasing,
Questioning...
What for am I suffering?
My answer to them is because of my love for you,
I am deteriorating,
My ink  is fading,
The  canvas of mine is filled with abstract designs,
Without you,
My poem is mourning,
Each and every syllables is saddening,
In my depress state I hear your voice echoing,
Form every corners of room, which is killing,
Without  you,
I sail in the storm,
I am just a sad  song.


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