Walking Down the lonely roads

                    I wonder where I stand in crossroads of your life.
                                When we have had a strife.

Often look back to see whether you followed my trail or not.

See around whether you are waiting on that bench uncaught...

Hoping you would be out of the woods, just like in my thoughts

I always saw that love blooming in your heart.

But, still wondered where I stand when we are apart!

The breeze conveyed of your presence.

The falling leaves caressed and touched my essence.

The periwinkle filled my vent.

With your nostalgic scent.

But I often wondered do you miss me the way I do?

If your words are so true, 

Will you take me out of this blue?

Walking down the lonely roads!

Where do I stand ?

When you leave me unplanned

I say to me

I shall stand;With thee

Cause Its only with thee I am me .

--Picture Courtesy :Bhargav Mishra