Three days
Three days
You know three days passed,
I didn’t see you on the path,
While saying so his voice was fumbling,
His eyes are focused to her lips which are trembling,
He said ,I miss you more when I am unable see you,
Each moment think of you,
It made me annoyed with the time ,
Scold the occasion in my melancholy rhyme,
Counting seconds of our meeting venue,
In my wakefulness I painted and rehearsed my best,
What to confront and how to confront before you,
But this time also I failed,
Words are in search of lines,
Any way I am so very glad to see you.
The waiting of seventy – two hours crawled like a nightmare,
Your company I care,
your friendship is very dearer to myself
hence three days of parting taught me
you are a part of myself.
Lopamudra Mishra
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