Spending my time,
In watching the drops of rain,
Which makes me happy,
Even in times of pain!
The pain is when the thought of your separation,
Makes its way into my mind:
The thought or problem, may be unique,
But, the solution I must find.
Heart full of fears,
Eyes filled with tears,
This is a tale of my sorry state,
It’s just your arrival,
That can repair my fate.
My poems, in words,
Are the invitation cards inviting your pleasant presence!
Please do not refuse, to oblige to my invite,
As your refusal will make the world,
Witness my absence!
POEM BY: SHASHANK J.
4TH SEMESTER, B.A.
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