Where are you?

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Where are you?

Do you remember me?

My flowers are wilting,

My hair is unkempt since long,

My eyes no longer yield any tears.

I was a dead log,

Life began with your arrival,

It ended when you left me for another.

Why did you make promises that you never intended to keep?

Why did you allow my dreams to bloom?

Sweet blossoms, they wither with every passing breeze.

The wind whispers tales about you,

Of another wilting rose,

About another dead log,

Of unkempt tresses,

About another pair of haunted eyes!

In those days of cheer,

I had chided the wind,

Called him a liar,

A jealous lover.

The time now tells me how blind I was!

But my stubborn heart still prays for a miracle,

For a day when all the whispers would die a shameful death,

When you will arrive again,

Like the long-awaited drop of rain.

New shoots, new leaves will surround me again,

I will wait for that dawn,

 Like a fool, I will await you.

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