Let the mind go loose,

Let the body feel free,

Escaping the ties of time,

Please come back to me;

Pouring wine from your eyes,

You intoxicated my heart,

To take me to your dream world,

Where you would come back to me;

I die with restlessness,

My heart beats make a plea,

My will testing it’s power,

To make you come back to me;

Cure me with your sight,

It’s you I am waiting to see,

Tired are my eyes now,

Please come back to me;

Return me those lost moments,,

That I searched on shore and sea,

With hopeless feet directionless,

If you won’t come back to me,

Enough of those blank spaces,

“It’s me or the forever silence, you see?”,

You will have to make a choice,

Tell me, would you come back to me?

Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh)