At One

A droplet trickles,
down my roof,
A sun used to shine through there in summer
the place where I keep your picture
glowing in tonight’s lamplight
beneath the rumble of the rain on the roof.
I stare at you in the dim light
drinking coffee, in company of solitude,
awaiting for sleep to arrive
with weary eyes.
I shall sleep, atleast try
but you shall haunt my dreams
churn my inside, make me shiver
feel afraid, hurt me with absence
for I'll be without you standing beside
that's the hard truth when I'm awake.