Framed Presence !

One day, when you shall realize,
After seeing through my eyes,
The inherent beauty you have,
Which mirror fails to reflect...

One day, when I shall cease to be,
And then you try to grasp me,
By my not being, you get to know,
Here, you may find me though...

One day in monsoon morning,
Earth gets moist, in you its me raining,
Do not pull out that dusted parapluie ,
You kept in your car dickey..

One day, walk through the rain...
Let each drop write the pain,
Tell you before dipping down,
I had loved you, and to you unknown...

One day when my traces vanish,
In ether my untold story languish,
And you try and embrace my absence, 
That day,
May your solitude be graced by my framed presence..!