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Lost (Haiku)

Everything is so calm.
Where are you? Come and whisper,
Tell me where am I.


All is normal but still she feels like she is lost without him in sight. She knows that he is somewhere near but she still needs an assurance. She wants him to come close to her; tell her that she will always be in his heart and they will be together forever and she will never again be LOST alone.

P.S This is my first attempt at Haiku for the #RhymeIndia Haiku Contest by The Times Of India. 

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