Miss

Miss you in the rare corridors of the school,
Where we used to gather up our life,
Miss you in the lunch time,
Where we had our good times.

Miss you dear, like selfish one,
The warmth of your sunshine,
Miss you beloved, in the gradual fears
              Of the lightning.
Love you not in your heart
But in the lavish corners of your lap.

Do you remember the glimpse of that day,
When the sun had finally caught hold of it's Ray,
The rain where we played together,
The thunders when we hugged forever.

Getting the next seat had always been so good,
Now only the green light beside your name makes my day.
What the hell the difference lies in it,
None but only the heart can feel it till date.

Our voices now only remain trapped
In the texts of the age...