Missing
I always felt half,
incomplete,
and ungained,
frustration was on bay,
but I let it stay,
waiting for that missing,
I anlaysed,
was a companion,
that filled the soul,
met the deficiencies on teh spot,
and slowed down the ultimate rot,
somebody who thinks alike,
and is at the same frequency,
somebody who sees it when you do emergency,
someone so near and yet far,
somebody who takes little time,
to arrive that far,
I am still in search,
here and there,
but I am now parched.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2008
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