Wish You Were Here
You know what,
I still feel you In every breath,
In the lub-dub sound of my heart beat
Yes even after all that you did to me
I still miss
Those days we together cherished,
Yes, I miss
I miss you in every beat.
Yes it's been years now,
Your face, Your memories,Your gossips
Everything has faded into oblivion now.
The bat you gave me
That too has broken now,
That too has been resting in the corner of my garage,
Dull and dusted for years
I couldn't find it anymore
That too is missing somehow.
I did never care for you
When you were there with me,
And see Now,
I couldn't take care of your things too
Yes, I'm delinquent.
Delinquent of being Pococurante.
You know what?
When I walk on the streets of this city
When I come across that old bridge
When I see that dusted guitar,
Which once used to pulsate in tuning with your voice,
When I see that Pink Cycle in my garage
I miss you, I do miss you.
And, at this phase of my life
When I'm in dire need of you,
I wish you were here..