THE ULTIMATE QUEST

My quest for you
neither very serious
nor that urgent
but,
it shall always be present.

with every dawn
and simultaneous yawn
I am looking for you.
years have passed by,
you are no where near by.
some say,
you are not there ( in my fate)
I still preserve moments to share.
my quest for you,
shall it ever end?

look,
eyes are tiring and
I do not care.
my biggest problem
my wrist still remains BARE.

~Alok Alamban~
(as I do not have a sister)

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