Thursday, 3 April 2014

Your Absence


The air is inhaling and smelling
You,
The clouds are engrossing
You,
The trees, flowers, and seedlings
Are painting, drawing, and imaging
You,
Amusing, charming, and cheering;
Occurrences;
Just present me your own sign,
Just confer me your own trace,
Just give me your own wave,
Hence
I may feel your presence!!
Thus
I may don’t perceive your absence. 

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