Distance is becoming
a stranger phenomenon, by day.
Missing you is now more a habbit,
shuffled in many of the everyday's mundane.
a stranger phenomenon, by day.
Missing you is now more a habbit,
shuffled in many of the everyday's mundane.
Still every now and then
tears do roll down my cheek,
thats when I know
an abominable, distance's presence ,
walls me and my happy place...
Miss u
6 comments:
Small,sweet and very apt one. Kudos to you!!!
But I guess you will not be missing home anymore, I heard you are going to India soon, then we all will MISS YOU
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Admirer
Just too good!!!
it's simply amazing how in spite of the poem being so short, it has such a lot of meaning!
Hope u are able to get back with the person u miss so badly soon!!!
Take Care!
Hi Kamal,
Thank u, & I too hope I get to see my parents soon...
Its soo beautiful..
simple, short yet says so much..
keep the good work going
Wonderful !! Been a big fan to ur blogs for a while but i would rate this on the top..
Hope u get back to ur family sooon !!
as the "missing you" part becomes more and more mundane, so will the wall you perceive grow weaker and weaker. and one fine day, you'll see that the wall was just an illusion that kept you from reaching out to your happy place... and the distance existed more in the heart than in the mind.
i whole-heartedly wish you the happy place you so much long to live in.
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