The missing piece,
I couldn't find it.
Searched the tables,
Under the mattress,
Plugged in the cable,
Watched tv,
But still the piece remained missing.
Want to help me, the readers say,
Okay, i agreed,
Find those beautiful hairs,
Those eyes,
Which sparked flares, in my heart.
Find that touch,
Without which my skin cries,
We all tries, they say,
In the meanwhile my mind fries,
Complaining
"You are incomplete"
I cry, loudly,
"Your tears are incomplete"
I scream,
"Your voice, lonely and incomplete"
I see myself in water,
"Your reflection is incomplete"
Why is that i ask,
Clear your mind, remove the mask,
The inner voice said,
And see.
"It's her"
Due to which,
You are incomplete.
