Why Is There A Miss? Poem by Sari Mavi

There is a longing to grow like shrubs
In the garden of my heart - a beautiful clump of shrubs
The ends of the branches bend ducking
When the wind comes bothering
Burst fragrances heart

Ahh - i breathed
Startle the birds in the garden - fly
For a moment they were back - chirping merrily


The wind gently caressing the face
My dream is drifting
Ahh -

There are myriads of flavors bubbling chest
I missed a pair of glowing eyes staring clear - longing lanterns glowed beautifully from there
I take a deep breath - this longing grows like a shrub
Spreading the fragrance of longing, as the wind gently strikes
I sobbed slowly

There is a longing in the rest of the evening, the nights following
Hearts were anxious to get an explanation from the sky
Why is there a miss?

I take a deep breath.
Silence then.
Remains silent.