LIKE DESERT MISS THE RAIN!
I stop of the train…
I am walking down your street again….
And pass your door….
But you don’t live there any more…
It’s a year since you have been there….
And now disappear some where…
Like out of space….
You found some better place…
Like desert miss the rain….
You were always ahead….
I look up at your house….
And I can almost hear you.. shout down to me…
Where I always to be…
I have been hanging round your old address..
And the year have proved…
Can I confess?
And I miss you like desert miss the rain….
I can’t stop the feeling…
And there is nothing I can do…
Because I see everything when I looked at you…
Good Afternoon.
Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai@ India
