Below The Horizon
wake up;
the time wasn’t really right
never have I woken, this early
on a holiday morning.
After-all, its still a hassle,
for the regular chores.
My carcass refuses
to get off the couch,
I wiggle my way through
and continue onwards.
Through the rough terrain
I make myself complacent of it
and reach my station,
the moment I turn my face,
to the always existing lobby,
I see that pretty face of yours.
Just for some reason kills me inside.
And as usual, you put your steps
towards the way it leads you to me;
and hug me right away,
as I would have expected.
Even though you were obviously;
prepared-
you shed those tears of disapproval
as if I was the one to blame.
And as destiny wants it
and on a regular fashion,
I put my arms around your neck,
sighing off to the infinity;
below the horizon.
Patangal basak
@patangal
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