Poem: Missing

Took a trip to your hometown,
Where you promised to show me around,
By the fountain we’d danced,
a lovely duet of miles and miles apart.

Challenge me the difference between winter and spring,
Before you leave me with Summer the stranger,
‘Two in One Soul’ is unknown to a Scarlet Letter,
but it has envisaged in confusion and bittersweet.

At the playground, of smiling nose and lips,
Men and women sharing the responsibilities,
building merrily institution for their children,
This maternal clock is ticking like a nuclear atomic.

I had scribbled lyrical poems on random basis,
on the notebook you gave me when we first met,
I put my hand on this half-beating heart,
Eyes on the tilted artwork by the dune,
‘My love, I miss you so.’

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