All Alone At The Evening Poem by SHISHIR RANA

I was just standing outside,
And I realized she is not there,
Who has made me the one,
I am now...

She came to me like a wind,
And took me with her,
As a part of her,
I drifting away in her dreams whole life...

She came towards me,
Walking like a wheels on a cart,
Takes my the very life source,
And got connected with hers...

Sometimes she used to feel pain,
Some days she used to be happy,
Enjoyed a lot talking with her,
Every day we used to think what we will talk,
But used to just sway away some useless talks...

She helped me a lot,
She worked on me for days,
To make me different person,
But left me in between...

I won't get her back,
Someone came as a vacuum and took her away,
And I didn't get a chance to say,
That she took my heart away...

Now it's bleeding with the wounds,
And it's lying far away in the country side,
Waiting for the God to come and pick it away,
From this world, as no meaning is left for me to survive for....