Void heart Saudade nights
Wandering alone missing,
The soft hand that holds my arm
Empty bed reminds her Sleepyhead
Missing, her aroma on the pillow
Makes tea for two even though
I’m aware I’m the only one drinks
Missing, her delicious cooking
Her annoying commands,
A lazy yelling, that silent curses
Feeling so empty without you!
Dedicated to my wife Nisha.
It’s been 62 days, lockdown really messed up a lot of our plans and taught me a lot too.