Counting Days For You
By Vomna Mohan
Time ain’t progressing;
In the absence of you
Melodies turn senseless;
Free from shoulder to shoulder
Darkness are prolonged;
It is cuddling scarcity
Meals are of no flavor;
Hits feeding poverty
Standby(s) are frightening;
Wish you could be here
Mattress lost its warmth;
Longing for you
Nowadays,
Pages becoming songs
Because, I crave you!
By Vomna Mohan

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