I just can't wait to see you After colors wash off from my face and you fly back to your freedom land I want to clench you drop by drop upto the brim of my hands Then make my hands touch my face softly Maybe savor you from my lips
To be with you in dawn Maybe just watch you disintegrate into me Water touching swiftly the shore as if to want something from the field Leaf lying to get across in its flow wanting to be in its journey Small planked boats Squik !! As we sat on it Hurdling our way to peace I see you in calm with the sky With the lake With the hurdle you sway And maybe with me too We threw pebbles just as everyone To the level the rise in our presence
I look down upon the lake
To see our reflections in the lake as happy One stone, it's sad Two stone , you are gone Maybe I lied
I just can't wait to see you And wonder all this again.....
This is something I wrote for a girl who lives in a different country than mine. It was the day of 'Holi' (a festival of colors in India) and it was also time for a week long holiday where she had gone to her home ( maybe in qatar) This is just my fantasy about her, I have not met her officially , that is why all that description of spending time with her and meeting is kind of just my imagination. I wish I could meet her but rather I only watch her from my seat trying not be noticed. But I literally want nothing more than seeing her in my college, that is all this poem comes to an end.