I come back from the late evening run as usual; pass by your house
It’s night and your always bright house; is dark and quiet
Your plants and flowers seem sad and glum; it is the same with me, Oh ! Dear Friend
They miss you as dearly as me – I fear; wonder though if you ever care
Your door misses my familiar knock; ‘Good Evening‘ was my opening shot
You used to open the door all smiling; Though I knew your ‘diplomat advocate’ personality, did some hiding
In your smile and looking down; I still heard a welcoming sound
You were always deep down on your ‘couch’; I am sure it misses your slouch
My seat was in the chair and it helped me adore you and stare!
I was always staring deep into your eyes, looking for some unexpressed love and affection buried inside
You too looked in sometimes a little longer and with our gaze locked stronger
But soon your shyness arrived, you looked away and smiled; Need to refresh your computer screen duly arrived
My heart as always kept beating fast; waiting to hear the imagined love syllables at last
Alas! I never heard them said; as if you never cared
You are away and your room is dark and gloomy; I sit sad and lonely
There is pain in my heart and deep yearning for love and acceptance;
With you gone, I know our last meeting is done; Forlorn, I feel my beautiful tender love is shun
Dear – stay well and stay clear and may GOD bless you with his eternal care
Amen!
(The Author is a poet)
