To Miss
Yesterday a word step out from my life
It is not with my consent
The word is my heart beat
That word make my life till these days
And it was my tongue
Now my life is not going smooth
Jealousy with blindness ruling over me
The word I search everywhere
Please come back to me
Otherwise I fell down with my head ache
May be it is wandering around me
I beg your mercy for finding
And waiting for my dear soul…
Copyright © Shelva Smenon | Year Posted 2019
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