The Longing

The eternal wait to see the person you can never see in your life again...

The lingering red rays are biding adieu to the land.

And the shower begins like never before.
On a street,
Which glitters in the rain,
With blurred light spots at the back.
Where gloomy words stroll down through the lane,
Creating a breeze of melancholia.

Where every teardrop tells a story,
Making the glass windows get wet.
Where two roads started drifting apart… 
Near that shadowy corner,
Where insomniac eyes seek repose,
Where memories shine and twinkle

Where I hear the silence of my solitude.

And years ago,

Where I took a turn, moved on!

Where I watched myself burn,

Where once the light spots appeared blur,
There,
The fragments of my heart long for her,

Still long for her...