Missing you
Subbu ·
The mornings are not freshThe afternoons are motion lessThe evenings - more like messThe nights bare sleep lessCoz nothing is right without you !
Lost count of the times I pickedThrough silent logs my fingers flickedThe list of missed calls that I checkedDown to zero — and hope gets kickedNot a word from you, nothing from you!
The clock is ticking,The time is slipping,The cold wind seeping,My mind un-sleeping,Thinking of you, only thinking of you !
Like the night missing the moonLike the rhythm missing the tuneLike the child missing his ’toonLike the call missing the toneI miss you — God, I miss you !