Bus ride.

I'm in the bus

Watching early morning office-goers go by

Listening to some melody aired on radio

Wishing with all my heart that you were nearby!

A random co-passenger calls out

For I've missed my daily stop -

While in love, it’s true - one is completely lost

But I'm happy, now that I'm part of that lot!

Companion.

It is not much during my moments of joy -

But more when I'm deprived, questioned and coy

That I expect your long fingers to hold on to mine

Don't utter a word, just be by my side.

Sigh!

I hate this night

Which makes me lonely

And this distance

Which keeps you away.

I hate these moments

Which take their sweet time to pass

And this time of life

When everything is vague.

I hate these forces

Which rule my life

And these rules

Which take full control.

I hate myself for being so timid

And you for letting it be.