If you don’t come tonight


vikas chandra

If you don’t come tonight
Haze of hope will fade, my wasteland, will heave in sight
Where stands my forlorn self, on a dying dune
What a tomb, you made me, O’ love, to my angst’s delight
Once summed up our passion, that solitary tune
Shall it sigh with waning wisps, bewail that spirit’s plight?
If you don’t come tonight

If you don’t come tonight
The moon would still rise, bid “cheerio” to, crimson twilight
But my heart will sink, past my soul’s brink
From the moonlit roof, every alley gazed, thru love’s insight
Swear, the eyes won’t blink, at last, but drink
Dregs of a yearning, from the goblet of pain, alas, love’s rite
If you don’t come tonight

If you don’t come tonight
Will this wait end, alas, not the least, for you incite
The man in me, whose lot’s to long
A spent up dream, as a…

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