Melancholy filled all my face,
Life went at zero pace,
While the weather went all a haze,
I Envy the winners of the fair-life race,
Candle light is the only source,
Nature played with a loud force,
I felt the mobile in its place,
With no sms from her to spark a blaze,
Wind hustles and rains pour down,
While the winter woes kill me drown,
Memories gallop to a déjà vu,
There she appears my medicine for flu,
That awesome feel when we are near,
Never really repeats with anyone else dear,
Filled in the aroma yet scenting a fear,
Longing the words that we await to ear,
Then unfolds that cute little smile,
Recovering from which took me a while,
A picture perfect indeed that would get a million fb like,
Exactly the same that gave me the knockout strike,
All of a sudden there was a loud thunder roar,
Spoiling the dream deep under; leaving me sour,
30 minutes on the clock for a new day,
No sms yet left me at bay,
With the Mobile hidden under the blanket wool,
Something says I am not in the forbidden list of guys made fool,
Indicator shows a dip in charge,
Perhaps a sign of sms on verge,
Then the inbox showed a string new,
Nay! that’s a Good Night message from the usual few,
Dropping lids seldom despair,
Born was a new day on the same respire,
Then came that message : “ Hi 🙂 you der ?”
Wasting no time, sent that smiley crystal clear,
Then the seconds ticked with fear,
Soon came the reply : “ Love you too dear :* “ .
– Bala Kumar.