Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table
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My dear…
Do I miss you?
Ah, that is an understatement.
Does the dawn miss its dusk?
Is the moon complete without the stars?
Yes, it is sacrilege to ask, ‘Do I miss you?’
I wish…
I had valued you more when I had you.
Had I done that, mayhap, my todays
Would not seem as bleak
As my tomorrows?
So, of course, I miss you! No question.
I want…
To return to your fold
I crave your warm embrace, even your pace.
Anything…anything but this suspended
State of denial that all is well.
It is not, is it?
Oh, come back…
My normalcy, my mundane, lay life
Toiling amid the sundry chores of existence.
Oh, I beg you…come back
Embrace me once more, take me
Back to the normal that I have known.
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