Feeling Restless is becoming a habit

Thinking... Peacefulness was just like buying a purple jacket

Physically restful wasn't something wanted

It was the play of the storm which troubled my head

So... Feeling of being Internally blissful was needed.

Desires were those which didn't have to be fulfilled

Because they were as easy as watching a movie only for thrill

The Need to have peace was becoming an urge

Being Oblivious...that it was only envy that emerged

Envy could never be imitated

Coincidentally, feeling discontent and envious were the two emotions mated.

Missing the loved ones was the plan 

But it hurt us more that only grieving could be done 

The urge to have them near was like a dream come true 

Feeling shattered when there wasn't anything like the hue.

Reddish hue present on their cheeks in the coldest of the winters

Has now lost its warmth like the tint of an enchanteress.

The loss let the peace go away with itself

Like the light of the moon when morning hits itself

Just as bad as the failure with cold sweat on the nape of my neck

Didn't know that it was her beautiful presence that left

And peace in my home loved her as much we did

So it went away almost faded

With the presence we cried for

And mourned till we lost our voices for.

Her absence made us drift apart

Because she was the one who held the string to our hearts

Tried to make efforts to be altogether

But Now it was no use to gather

Because she was the life of the party.