LOOKING FOR YOU....



It is hazy and foggy
Here, grey cold and smoggy,
With my lovelorn heart, mushy and soggy,
Looking for you in the streets, my love, is a hobby.

Lost long ago,
When I let you go,
I still entertain myself,
Looking for you, deep into time I delph. 

Clearing the hazy glasses 
Of shops and houses,
I peep through 
To catch a glimpse of you.

Visit the dewy gardens and lawns,
Check on the hearts we had drawn 
On the grand oak tree trunk,
When from the crowds we ran, our classes we bunk.

In the fog, your figure I gaze,
In a state of pure mental haze,
Foggy smell fills up my nostrils,
A new energy it infuses and instils.

Cold, condensed fog, makes me feel your warmth,
Passionate heart disgorges forth
Warm emotions true
As I continue to look for you.

I will continue to do so,
Because I still love you,
Be it foggy,hazy or the thunders drum,
I know one day you will again come.

Come one day to me, never ever to go back,
Know well you will not let me lose, nor crack,
Till then I shall keep on looking for you,
In the rains, the cold, the fog and the haze too.

©Madhumita