Your absence

Being the slave of your dispatch, what should I do….
I don’t have any time to do any other work
Rather it would be better if I become a slave of yours
All day missing the best parts we spent all the times would be the best job I could do at this part of my life …..

Nor food or water all I want is my best days is to be back to me
Whilst I just sit in front of that tic tock clock waiting for the you,
Nor any one could ever think off like me of your absence …….
Nor I question of my jealous thought which made a barrier between you and me for which your affairs and love for others let me to be like prisoners in dark cells….
But like a slave I live and just think off where you are now? How are you? How is your health? Are you happy? Makes me sicker each passing day ….

So true a fool is love, that in your emotions , times goes on and on though you takes ways to mislead it but it makes to lead in the path it wants without any ones will …………..


( loving yew never ends )


By :- pupu mohanty