What Would I Do Without You? Poem by siddharth soni

Have I not told you sweetheart,
Its an impossible art.
To live without love,
There is no joy below,
There is no joy above.


You think I will grow,
And will I smile.
Without you my love,
I will live for a while.

I think I will wander,
Looking at others.
Thinking what they do,
Their joy does not wither.


Or may be I will live
And then I will die.
For sure I will drink
For sure I will cry.

What will you do honey,
When I won’t be near.
Will you do the same.
Or will your story differ?