Nothing more to write,
nothing much to say...

To have known you
all these years and more...

Light of life
yawns with grace...

My pen too has done
great injustice to you...

If life is a magic wand,
how nice it will be...

Desperate for your arms,
where I can curl like a kitten...

I didn't know
your smile...

So many questions are drifting
in life, answers slipping...

At the touch of morning
a storm grows...

Snow
Scent of crisp air...

Memories, fixed upon the wall bloom
Obstinate pain...twirls like a tornado...

Missing from my sight
the only one who can see through...