What's Missing?

The lights are dim

It's almost ten,

I might slumber

But don't know when.

The streets are slow

Half moon glows mellow,

It was a good day,

So what's missing then?

My life seems planned

(Not all they way, just a little bit though)

Making the best out of every 

Falling hourglass sand.

A little bit of this,

A whole lot of that,

Some of  the "blah-blah-blah"

To fill up the gaps,

But something's missing.

What is it honestly? What's missing then?

Is it a feeling, or a tangible thing?

A person, or a deep conversation?

Some fresh air or is it just ice cream?

A nightmare or a daydream?

What's missing?

Is it, all that I have abandoned?

The emotions and reasons I can't fathom?

The distress of making mere acquaintances?

Or the sudden "true calling" instances?

What's missing?

It is a damp ache,

A monochrome opaque-

To not know what's absent,

Nevertheless- know that

Something's missing.

What's missing?

Tell me- what is missing?

 

                                        ~ Kripa Sarkar