To, A Friend

You are like monsoon winds.

Just as they blow in a particular direction, in a particular season,

the conversations with you 

and only you can go in a 

particular direction. You lead them.
You season them,

such cooling and so soothing.
Did you ever realise when you 

won’t be there, what will it become 

of me? 

How will I struggle with the summer 

of my life when you won’t shower 

your thoughts upon me?
The heat, is unbearable.

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