Pseudo Comfort Poem by Angelina Pandian

My soul cries out to you
My life, my love, I’m all alone
Bewildered, I call, I search
The sky spread before me,
The voice I send echoes and re-echoes.
Why have you vanished, my dear?
Why are you silent, my love?
Like the moon behind a cloud
You are hidden from my view.
I’m frightened, forlorn
Come, come put your arms around me
Reassure and wipe away my tears
Come, make me happy once again.
I look and still see
The same stars, moon and sky
But, they give no pleasure anymore
Except, some pseudo comfort
That somewhere else
You too might be seeing the same
Stars, moon and sky – and
Would be remembering me!