In your absence;
My sight becomes
blurry,
As a cataract of despair hovers over my vision.
Thoughts and emotions
are scattered,
Shattering a poet in me
to shape a captivating creation.
Words come out
discordant like lunatic’s dialogue,
Disabling me to thread a garland of verse
worthy of you.
The bristles of the
brush of my expertise abrades,
Forbidding me from painting
your portrait on the canvas.
Ink from the pen of
my imagination dries up,
Incapacitating my sagacity to
carve a few lines in your invocation.
Nothing else can give me peace, happiness and creativity,
As I am buried in
your thought,magnitude and devotion .
It is not just
difficult, but an impossible task for me,
To imagine about the
journey of life,
In your absence.
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