Blank
darkness in the heart,
But still I
manage to move on.
To cuddle you,
To love you
and find myself again .
But at times
I find myself,
Struck again!
Your memories,
thoughts and the voice,
I miss it
all.
Have I stood
so long?
Everything is
lost in the busy memory lane.
Perhaps not,
because I never stop,
Missing you!
How often do
we car?
Do we even
feel to care?
When the
things gets strangled,
To make us
loose the things.
The things
which are always to hold on,
So that we
transverse the path,
We travel and
reach the position,
That we had
not ever been!!
