When you are away from RejuvenAge,
There's no light there, no sound;
Your sparkle of joy, your golden lustre –
All are gone;
There being no other You to switch them on,
At the corners, darkness starts gathering,
And the place looks like desperately craving
For You to be around,
As if your absence were life-threatening,
And your presence – life-saving.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC