A longing

You know its human tendency to overlook what we have and instead long for what we can’t have… and sometimes in the process you hurt others who don’t deserve to be hurt by you.

Here’s my next poem…

A longing.

Glancing outside my window,
I can see the moon shining.
Even though I should be happy,
Somehow inside I’m whining.

I hope it didn’t hurt much,
When you tripped at the last bend.
I’m sorry I couldn’t help you up,
Guess I’m not a good enough friend.

Try as I may,
But I still can’t be with you.
It hurts me inside,
That you still have no clue.

Wish I knew some trick,
To mend your broken heart.
I can just hold your hand,
If you try to make a new start.

Maybe I can’t get you,
The things you actually want.
But I’m giving you all I have,
Please don’t remain nonchalant.

I know how it feels for you,
Those tears also wet my eyes.
Just that no one can see them,
Like stars in the sun-lit skies.

How long do I have to wait,
For feelings to get built up?
Tell me, is the wait in vain?
Should I simply give up?

You don’t always have,
The things that you really like.
The lack just makes you blind,
Messes up with your psyche.

You ignore the gifts you get,
Tell me isn’t it unfair?
The love, the happiness,
Could be someone else’s share.

Someone who knows how to return it,
Who knows its true worth.
Someone who treats it as,
The most precious thing on earth.

You never know what you have,
Not until it goes missing.
Do u think it’s wise to spend,
The rest of your life reminiscing?

-Chandra Sen.