Sunday, 14 October 2012

Years passed away yet she did not return..

That year there was no rain.
She went away causing me a lot of pain.
The winter came morosely,
It was very chilly
Followed by a scorching summer
It was lonely without her.

Then came four months of heavy rain
And a crying autumn,
A year passed by,
The earth and sky were never so dry,
I stared at a path infinite,
Counting the days
And hoping that by night,
She will return to my embrace
And we will hold each others hands.

Will she ever really return
She trods in a holy sojourn
I will have to live alone
With the pain of separation.

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