I have been suffering every day,
as the warmness of my feet doesn’t allow me to sleep.
There is a sound that keeps me awaken,
You being far away from me is different from the others.
The only love I want in my life is yours,
The trees calling us home is evidence.
Calling you mine is different booze,
To the world, I am still me, vulnerable and accused.
My flowers are lying on the ground,
Petals have dried up without nurturing them.
The world needs love and still, I am feeling that,
There are times you utter about the period of love,
When for me I want it for eternal.