What Will I Do ....... Without You ???

Just a thought on how a true love , if parted may feel like.......
This is what i felt on thinking about those who have travelled through these phases in their lives.
Just trying out my best to feel it from their shoes to express the same on beahlf of them..........

I am no Percy Shelly nor the Wordsworth........ yet a simple human who felt it for others !


What Will I Do ....... Without You ???

Don't walk away ..... Don't walk away oh my love ........
I'll be here if you are here ! ...in your relation ..
Don't walk away ..... Don't walk away oh sweet heart ........
I'll die here if you walk away! ... in your separation ..

The days spent with you are covering & vanishing like dreams..
When you look at me ........ asking who am i ?
I feel i am in the boundary of death ..... dying every moment.
I will be watching at you even from my cemetery.

The clouds part away and meet again in their routines,
Oh my love .. your love is the same for me ......
Love is not a street light to be switched off once the day breaks.
Even the fire cant burn down the memories that i carry of you ,
I will be waiting for you forever....... with my love intact.

The most beautiful moments of my life - you gave them
The untreatable sorrow of my life - you gave it now,
Like the creator visits us when we are asleep,
you came in to my life and vanished - making me look silly.
Oh my love , without you the whole world has turned into a dark tunnel.
Will you show me the torch - as you are my light in this world.

Don't walk away ..... oh my love,
I am worried being locked up into a glass cage,
And the loneliness surrounding me is like a torture.
Your thoughts are making me go sleepless
The morning coffee without your kiss is like a poison
You are not there to remove the speck fallen into my eyes ,
Why are you not here with me to calm my ruffled mind ?


I am here and where are you ? these lonely moments passes like years for me.
The sea is here and sky is there - are we becoming a paradigm for it ?
This small city is sleeping and the loneliness is growing
Now the rain is falling heavy and so may be the mist enveloping tomorrow !
My pen writes imposition of your name throughout my diary
and it acquires sweetness as the ants swarm it - just because it wrote your name.
Though its chill out here , the rainy season appears to be summer for me alone.
Oh my love if you come here even the Lava will also frost into an ice !

Don't walk away ........

Don't walk away .........

The death may consume me !