I've started seeing your face in my dreams
And I think I've started ruining myself again
I'm visualizing the closeness we never had
Or we did have, I ask myself in shame.
Without you every colour seems to be pale
It is the same air of regret every time I inhale
The slightest of hope had vanished away
Leaving disdain and bleak world on its trail.
The roads I roam had lost their destination
I can't tell the reasons why without any hesitation
I don't know why I possess this passion
To spend me all seems to be its notion.
I don't remember it started when or where
Probably I caught it since you stop being there
Here close to me before stuck me this insanity
After last I saw you, before this vanity.
The only thing that helps me sleep is forgetfulness
The curse which propels the motion in my stillness
Day and night, months and years had lost their meaning
I beg the higher power to reunite me with my highness.
I could go on for leagues without the water
But can't shift an inch without you being any closer
I'm destined to fail without my lucky cLover
And if death is the verdict, bestow it slower.
Give me my last chances to see her face
Let me spend every moment without any haste
I wish no wealth or fortunes to chase
Just this pending will to God to make my case.
I've no fortunes rather than the currency of time
I'm ready to make all payments with this dime
Let no conspiracy be held against her until my time
I'll wait for you here until we both run out of time.
I'll wait here until fades away the sun's shine.
~ AshishK.
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The Long Road To Home
PoetryA collection of 50 poems composed by me, aka Ashish Khare. These are the ones I wrote during lockdown. Here, I talk about feelings like loneliness, incomplete love and even patriotism. Give these a read!