Without You Poem by rhitwick mookherjee

Without you
Life is such
Pure n persistent pain.
Without you
There is no concept,
Of either loss or gain.

Without you
The rainbow looks
Dull, black and white.
Without you
There is no choice,
Of either wrong or right.

Without you
The body retires
To the game of fate.
Without you
There is no preference,
For either love or hate.

Without you
The senses lose
All it's desire to sense.
Without you
There is no hope,
In present or future tense.

Without you
The desire to live
Itself goes away.
Without you
It doesnt matter,
What anyone does or say.

Without you
Life itself
Becomes a pointless routine.
Without you
It's eternally dark,
Nothing to see and be seen.

Without you
There is no me
And nothing is there around.
Without you
I now realised,
This truth, painful yet profound.