Absent

Absence makes-
the heart grow fonder,
mind wander and soul surrender,
the days seen so long-
and everything seems to grow wrong,
the eyes hunt for a glimpse
and you curse your bizarre whims.
Nothing to brighten the day,
when you just wish and pray…
This absence is such a pain-
and you just cry and wait in vain.
The heart aches, its just not strong enough,
to face the life so tough…
Life is so bare,
and adventure so rare
its a bright new day
and you wish to be happy and gay.
But the heart refuses-
life is not a bed of roses
once to see is all you crave
and you ask yourself to be brave
the heart is left bleeding,
and you just cant stop lamenting…
A little thought unwinds-
and you consider it in your mind,
an absurd abnormal wish,
is it possible, the absentee feels the same way???