DEHYDRATION

You’re no one, nobody and nothing to me

But, my soul searches for you, time and again

Your smile is a boon to my age-old sacrament

Eyeballs are yearning for your tête-à-tête

Passions instigate from the profundity of my heart

But all my talents peter out in your absence

Manna dew of seventh heaven reflects your visage

You’re winter’s first shower, this thirsty earth craves to sip

– VIGIL KUMAR