SILHOUETTE
The burden of your absence
tremples my heart,
overpowers my senses
and an acute pain
grinds me thoroughly...
everyday.
Lisping babies in mother's lap,
chirping
birds in the blue sky
and scattered moments of the day
sings a melancholy song.
Morning's dewy grass,
evening's setting
sun
and the moonlit midnight moan.
Gradually,
a limitless vacuum swallows
me up.
But ...
the moment your voice
pours
over my ears,
it repletes my spirit and
makes me resplendent.
And thus continues
our journey
together
like a silhouette...
Composed- 23/09/03, Chandigarh.
