“I long to flee from here and hide in a corner of your soul,
as the one deserted by his brood in a land unknown;
not a ray to light my path, not a shadow to comfort me!
I long to be with you, as the new-born abandoned
at the first breath longs for a healing touch;
My heart aches for the beats it once had,
the beats that you held so close as to mingle into yours,
and it was obscure whose heart it was- mine or yours!
I only crave for the instant
when the twinkle of your eye shines upon mine, breathing sunshine into my soul;
But, I shudder to think if I may pass on before you are here,
before the birds can sing,
before the stars can glint,
before my world lights up,
and before I can spread my wings……….”