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WAITING FOR A LOVED ONE!

A desire, a wish.., to just have a glance of her! Because sometimes the presence of someone is enough to make you feel better! To make to you believe that things will be alright soon. And waiting for them to arrive is perhaps the most beautiful feeling! 

On a chilling winter morning
when God paints everything in white,
when the world around seem so small,
when distant objects are somewhere lost...
when vision becomes limited,
I stand there with a desire,
A desire to see her...
I try every possible way.
every possible mean,,,
to get a glance of her...
I rub my eyes, open them wide,
as if I would capture her in them!
I look for signs,
signs that would indicate her presence,
I wait there for long...
as long as I could!
Now I know how special it is,,,
WAITING FOR A LOVED ONE... 

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