Thankful Poem by Soumili Karmakar

Hey, beloved! I hope you're doing fine.
Wanted to let you know, I'm in line.
Lately, to express,
I miss you, not to deny the fact-
I miss everything, starting from you finding me, where I was.
And then coming to enquire, from the corner of the door.
Yeah, then pretending the search was not precisely, for me.
You know, I always look for you, in the midst of the crowds, even though you're standing right at the front space, and talking to your companions.
On the internet, I notice you posting pictures,
looks though you are a food-blogger, whatsoever they call.
But I know you love mountains, just as much as I.
I tell myself 'I hope my one is happy'.
But not to lie,
I wish it was me, exploring destinations with you.
Don't misjudge me for this, I cannot lie,
And I'm unbound to.
I've seen you moving across my lane, leaving me unacquainted, which my heart aches to encounter.
I wish to gift you sunflowers,
The bright, sunny ones.
Surely, one day I will.
Flowers like you,
The Iris - blossoms, and cherishes friendship.
I love mountains, I love the serendipity, the serene atmosphere out there.
I wrote to you,
And I told the same to them too, about you.
I wish us to be there, on a journey together, holding hands, and driving all the way round, watching clouds, and snowy mountain tops, hearing the whistling of birds, sipping hot coffees, and tasting delicious dishes, clicking pictures of us with the clouds, and the whole damn, beautiful environment.
I fancy, it'll be magic, you and me.
My jaw dropped in awe, while watching the white clouds, from my window panes, and the first thing it striked mind was-

I wish I could show you such flawless purity, with so many blooming flowers smiling at you, and then I glanced at a Rainbow, near the waterfalls.
Rainbow defines, faith and divine immortal love.
After heavy pouring, we see this out of the blues. Isn't it?
I remember those birds, chirping with fondness,
Welcoming all the new comers, simultaneously bidding goodbyes to the leave takers.
Who says we are alone? When the whole divine nature is with us. Prudently, I hope you understand now.
Our eloquence was little, but we kept some unsaid words within us, didn't we?
Some were scared, some lacked the courage, and some just wanted to read the eyes, and this latter is me.
The constellation of stars,
The moonlight,
The rays of sunlight,
where we were, witnessed our true self, by accepting who we were.
Without projecting questions on our desires, and things we have messed, or missed.
Profoundly, I admire these wholly, without skipping a beat.
And, my suggestion is humans should take lessons from such natural elements.
It was you, my beloved, who sprinkled the acquisition of encountering little details about life.
But these were partly flawless in themselves, I surrender.
It all started, because my eyes were on you.
Thus, I shall write, to express my wholehearted gratitude for my almighty
As long as I live,
And as I'm gone,
It shall still remain - persistent, and pretty, all along.