Dawn Mist

While walking
under the cool showers
of your own morning mist,
along the  road all alone,
life seems to be futile
without your love.
Trying, struggling to repeat
to those routine
things I used to do before
But it’s impossible
And all I get
Is your sweet memory back again.
How should I do?
How to forget you
After having given you my all;
My every thought,
My pure and boundless love.
I can’t swim,
I can’t save myself
From the deepest ocean
of loneliness.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI