Poems of the dark.

As a morning mist you leave

 traces of  your visits,

The poems of the dark,

Fantasies of a fogged up mind,

Realities forgotten,

I hang in the thin air,

Gripping to the mountain cliff,

To fall deep into the cold water,

Swimming continents to meet you,

To freeze the time and zone ,

To find reasons for your absence,

As the morning rays wake me awake,

I clutch the last straw to bring you back,

Wiping the mist from my eyes desperately…

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Missing You……

It has been years since you left me,

Infinite number of times I remind me,

Your face is all faded in my memory,

Missing you is not a routine  in my life,

I live my life to full,so I think,

But then,

Why this longing for your touch,

Why this despair for your smile,

why this yeanring for your warmth,

Why do I miss you in every occasion of my life?

Why do I compare and compete with you

for every love I shower on my children? MOTHER????

 Infinite