Loss Of A Soul Poem by misha vasandani

The times that I miss you, are the times that I dream of us.

It gives me a deep scar deep with my heart.

the moments spent with you are the most precious and meaningful ones of life.

It taught me to love and value love, the love that we commonly mistake our selves to be.

I wish we could complete lives journey together and impart love for one another.

The time was short and we couldn't stay.

Time and again we kept coming back, to see if we could figure out something together, something that was meant to be.

To be or not to be was the question I couldn't answer.

I hope that who so ever it is, would be lucky enough to get your pristine love and unconditional care.

For it is never for the want of

call it magic, call it true

I don't know what it was …

I wanted to dwell deep into it, touch the depth and see what was there for me.

Give it a chance to explore the surreal surrounding of your mystical vibe.