My heart is shot with sadness today
As if I miss someone
Someone who was never there
Except in my imagination
Strange why we are never content
To remain alone by ourselves
Almost as if a part of us is missing
And this search for wholeness
Leaves a hole in our heart
That we struggle to fill.
Published by D. Samarender Reddy
Philosopher & Poet. Holds degrees in Medicine (MBBS) and Economics (MA, The Johns Hopkins University). Certified programmer. An avid reader. Worked in various capacities as a medical writer, copywriter, copyeditor, software programmer, newspaper columnist, and content writer. Amazon Author Page - https://www.amazon.in/stores/D.-Samarender-Reddy/author/B0CB7PMW36
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