Distance is a fear
Emptiness is the nightmare in the heart
Though my heart stands amongst the crowded
This is how the days and nights ends every day
Stopped in the pages of memory
A thousand debts of love.
Days and nights that have passed by are not worth to be counted.
My hands still waits for my friend to hold me and drag me down to the playground
Gone are the sweet afternoons playing with toys , giving marriages to dolls
Gone are the wet dream filled nights
Come down rain
Let’s erase the distance -drought.
Let it come to the heart again and bring colorful days.
In between some lovely laughs
Forget the pain with satisfaction
May the remaining days be filled with love
–By Sarmistha Dey