It's time to go..
“Pick up the bags, it’s time to go”
The clock strikes six and tells me so.
I look in the mirror and hear it say
Wish I stayed another day.
A mental note of Things to do
Flush my mind and take me through
Pending tasks, spread as hay
Wish I stayed another day.
Banks and cards and loans and bills
Undone signs on deeds and wills.
Fees and rents I could not pay
Wish I stayed another day.
I call for my love to help me pack
She gets the shoes and brush from rack
With silent words, she blocks my way
Wish I stayed another day.
D lil kid...
A visit to zoo, a splash in pool..
A surprise pick from gate of school...
“You promised me!” his tears say
Wish I stayed another day.
The lady I love is packing my meal
With tender hands and a heart of steel
Where hundred pains and problems lay
Wish I stayed another day.
I hold her near and then realise
I didn’t even hug her once or twice
She smiles at me with nothing to say
Wish I stayed another day.
Unsaid words and unsung tales
Compliments, wishes, cards and mails
All change hands in a mystic way
Wish I stayed another day.
Dad is mute and strong as ever
Speak of his fears, he will never
Hiding his tears by gazing away
Wish I stayed another day.
His pair of specs and bottle of rum
I promise to get, next time I come
He smiles the way I ve seen him grey
Wish I stayed another day.
On my post in jungle with naxals..
Tired and spent I close my eyes.
Faces from home appear to say.
Wish you stayed another day.
To be continued...
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