Ever since through the window
I last looked at you
My heart bleeds solemn words
Speech can never tell;
Song can’t sing nor tear cry
Nor touch express nor thought fly.

I know I will look at you
Ere three days are over
But they aren’t three days, nay
Three lives I have to wait
For without your smiling face
Lifeless, I always am.

– hussainweb

I wrote a poem completely unplanned and after a very long time. I just got in a bus to the train station and felt like writing it. It might not be perfect but it says close to what I want to say and I am happy for it.