As the sunshine,

Caresses my limb

I wake up and,

Look down on the grim

Ambience, where’s the laughter?

I was so used to hear

The love? The lust?

I felt under here

Neophytes becoming savants,

With my own eyes, I have seen

Felt their pain, their struggles,

Comforting, I have always been

Gone! Aren’t those joyous times?

Miss them dearly, I really do

Will they ever come back? Ever?

Ask I do, I do from you

Tell me, my friend!

I’m longing for answers, please!

Or forever I shall wail,

Praying down on my knees…

Photo Credits: Gayanika Jayarathne