Missing You

Missing You

Missing you, is just a word,

Behind which, I hid, lots more;

It's not all real, yet

Deep and surreal!

An obsession, fuelled with

Hormone in-flows;

Thirst to converse with,

Pure high brows;

The accord in, contriving together,

One complementing, the other;

The free flow of discourse,

Worldly and sacred;

Yearning for,

The sweet nothings!

Songs of joy, 

The same singing;

Yearning for,

The sweeter mores!

The ecstasy:

The inner roars;

Missing you, is just a word,

Behind which, I hid, lots more;

Nevertheless, the torment of

Disparity, yet;

The bliss of knowing, thou

Would behold;

Yes! I rejoice in,

The soulmate in you;

Nay, I wish, the

Mate in you;

May be, all these are,

Just one-sided, 

And hence, you are,

So silent!

May be, all these are,

Just one-sided, 

Still I wish, you are,

Not silent!