A Longing

A Longing

The life is short

And the road is long,

The directions fail

And the signs depress,

I linger here;

I hang on there,

I wanna walk with you,

I wanna live with you.

When the night is dark

And the shadow is long,

When the light wavers

And the wind shivers,

When the beat is high

And the heart goes low,

I wanna speak with you,

I wanna live with you.

When the rumours hammer

And the feet stammer,

When the mirror doesn’t reflect

Nor the conscience detect,

When doubt is in the air

And no shoulder is there,

I wanna cry with you,

I wanna live with you.

-          Poornima Singh