Sometimes in the midst I feel the chill.

Sometimes in the midst I feel the chill of that touch…..



Making my heart chink to pieces

Turning me from the firm to confuse

Challenging a rung ahead to intricate life



Going from top to the bottom

All through you were mine

But making me realize now you are none



But sometimes in the midst I still find place

For you on this enormous earth

To get to you in those awesome days

Making holiday each day



To me you were everything

From my adore to abhorrence

From my ego to my worth

And from my birth till I reach grave



You left me alone in the world of ugliness

Considering me to be beautiful

But you never knew

How special you were to me





Still sometimes in the midst

I feel the chill of that touch

By my little hands to your dead cold fingers

Making my soul cry for the worst thing

Recently have happened in my life due to you



I asked almighty for how can it be possible

For mine to survive without you

He remained silent in case

He had definitely committed a mistake

For your departure from me



I urged him for his solve the problem

He refused in order that the things are done right

He said I cannot take the support all my life

I have to practice to stand alone

And then told me you will always be with me

To give me ideas for being beautiful to this ugly world



I agreed to all this tough stuff

But still one thing pinched me was:

Why can I just feel your presence?

Why can’t I experience it?

He said it’s the rule of game-LIFE

I chose to remain silent then….-jaimini