its the absence of those beautiful moments giving hope to live a bit more.
Its not your absence,
its the absence of the person with whom I once shared the beauty of life,
felt delighted every morning , every night .
No one to tell , that I have stopped enjoying the rain drops,
stopped enjoying the scenic hills that attracted me once,
the rivers which held their soothing noise because of you.
Flowers have lost their smell,playing fields their excitement and people their importance.
There is that silent loneliness, the the happy moments that go past without being cherished.
Its not your absence,
its the absence of your innocent acts that once brought laughter on my face,
the eyes in which I used to travel day and night.
Its not your absence ,
but the absence of person who stood by me in sunlight and shade.
Lots of memories buried deep inside ,
cant express my pain and hope for better either,
because if you cant no one can.
