Eyes searched, Searched far and wide, With the last few minutes left behind, Behind all the noise of the day that unfolded. I cried , inside a shelled cocoon, A cocoon with just you inside, Inside all the chaos and drama, Love that never would change, Unfolded for all its glory. Hungry, with the stomach pinching in hunger, Not more than the eagerness to see those eyes, One a day to quench the burns of the day, To lighten the heaviness of the rain. Along we run, on the opposite sides of the track, Only to meet at the junction, the junction of happiness and relief, Saddened it is, to know your short journey, To the land that belongs to your sacred mother's innate, Tough it is to bid bye even for a short while, With the stacks of your pictures to pacify, Awaiting to hear that voice, That would bring back spring, so wonderful and nice.. Awaiting your arrival
