Our Relation Is Of Souls Poem by Arjun K Das

Hey My Little Girl, I Wanna See You
I Listen To Your Weeps And
It’s Making Me Too Sad
Because You Know I Love You

I Waited For You In The Park
Sat On The Benches Full Of Olive Leaves
Again Few Fall On My Head
And Still You Didn’t Gave A Sign

Then I Started Crying My Heart Out
I Plea For You, I Live For You
But Nothing Changed Around Me
It’s Still Old And Golden Old

You Called Me To My Phone Then
And You Cried Like Anything
That Was The Starting Of My Cry
Because Our Relation Is Of Souls