This poem is no doubt subjective. This poem is inspired by the life of one of my friends. She has to go through the tremendous pain after her lover’ death. We tried our best to give her the best support. But I still can remember her late night tears,though silent,but soul piercing. She used to smile infront of us. But I can identify the deep agony eating her very existence ounce by ounce. The season of rain has her perpetual fall on her. Later in her life, she moves on along with life,but the pain remains alive  in the deepest core of her heart. This poem is dedicated to my friend who has to live with her love laden soul.

And the deep rooted melancholy persists  

After long years of separation and silence  

Silence? How intimate it behaves  

When I whisper in silence the name!

And our moments come back

Hitting the flashback!

The door that I choose to shut deliberately  

Suddenly unlock remembering those heyday

Walking the lone avenue hand in hand  

Laughing at your silly jokes  

Your each effort to make me special  

How can I forget those beautiful we moments  

Our love for poetry..your unapologetically  

Pronunciation of love staring at me

That thrill I feel listening to your own ghazals

And suddenly all our moments get into oblivion  

As if those never exist!

How happy we were dreaming about your  

Successful future..though your going abroad  

Staying away from you pierced me like nothing  

But you,keeping your hand on my head

Consoling and assuring that you will return  

Promising regular communication  

“I am carrying you with me,

You remain in my heart “

Your last words still reverberate in my ear

Whenever I talk to you in silence  

Whispering our silent melodies  

How worried I was not getting you in phone  

Does he forget me? So soon!

The common fear of every beloved!

Have I lost him! Indeed!

The news of the plane crash was

A bolt from the blue!

And we get separated? Is it?

My love for you can surpass

Our corporal separation..I suddenly  

Start feeling calmer consistently drowning  

Into my wordless world..my silence..

People can not understand my comfort  

They call it insanity..bare outcome of hard life  

Life..that once was synonym of you,love  

Is still same for me..But they deny to accept  

My perpetual love for you..

My wait is not yet done..

Until you call me with the name  

You have given to me..

Stretching your hand to get me out of this loop

Let me hug this ever ending silence

“The bliss of solitude “!