The physical absence of you in this world doesn’t mean we lost you...
You are the,
Identity of my birth,
Sound of my heartbeat
The vision of my eyes,
The sense of my touch,
The illumination of my soul,
The breath of my life...
Losing you is losing my identity in this
world...
I see the world is blind because they see you
within their mind…
I know you are not there with me but I know
you are within me...
I celebrate your presence in me with every
breath I inhale...
Because after all this piece of my life
carries a piece of your life too...
Wet will be my eyes if I see you floating in
the blue skies...
But to clear my tear, to give me a nap in your
lap...
You have come back on the golden cart,
I made for you with all my heart...
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