By Chandralekha Panda
We may not talk for days and months together,
But you're laced in my mind like the roots of cypress tree forever.
Deep down you go, even soothing my heart darkest alley,
With your undemanding, ever understanding love.
Your absence in my life is the greatest presence.
You're always there, though I never admit it,
But when did the heartbeats ever cared for any recognization?