Friday, 15 June 2012


MISSING PIECE

When I look at the moon
I see you with your dimples smiling
When I look at the Sun
I see your glittering beauty
Your startling radiance of love
When I sleep at night
I see you in my arms cuddled
And waking up is so painful
Look what distance can do
But can never separate the hearts
That yearns to meet the other half
It is the worst of grief
And calmest of hope
The bearer of grief

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