Shade.
Come back come back
with the shade that's your part
I am in the open
Exposed to searing sun
drained by elements
and storms with sand.
Sweat at first trickled
then became a torrent
and afterwards a deluge
I am drenched to the hilt
And without the shade
I am melting.
I can see you beyond
the corner but as if you
are a horizon you are moving
away from my reach.
I know I can't stay waiting
for you to come back.
Shades are there aplenty
all around me where I
can draw succour
and keep rooted perpetually.
But I scouted for the
shade that is you.
Every shade can't provide
the cover from prohibitive
elements around
And my frayed nerves know it.
I know I can't reach the horizon
But I don't believe you
are akin to a horizon.
You are a reality
And I have felt the shade.
When you moved away
One fine morning
You might have not known
Who is left behind.
Bereft of the shade
I am facing extermination
I know you would come back
For how long you can keep away
I am here waiting for the shade
I don't have it in me to
come in search of you.
Come back to where you belong
with your soothing shade
I am waiting in the open
I am waiting in the open.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem