The day passes by like that of a flower’s smell,
The sky is covered with clouds like forming a dark colored blanket.
I wait in the balcony, for the wind to whisper in my ears,
I wait for the emptiness to wither in the night and not come for years.
I wait for the warm healing touch of my love,
I wait for the hug which would bid goodbye to all my fears.
I long to see the smile that got faded in the rain,
I wish for you, with every dropp of rain.
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Jinal Oswal
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