Tomorrow when you ll wake up-)

Tomorrow when you ll wake up,
you ll find the radio
untuned-upset-mute at a corner,
broken bells of the alarm
laying over the floor;
heart, face crimsoned-clotted,
trickling rain drops
clinging the photo frame
and gradually falling down.
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Tomorrow when you ll wake up,
you ll find these worn off papers
from the note books (both from the rough and fair)
flying all around
and words,letters falling apart (Some yours-Some mine),
a narrow line of the ants gathering
to dry up the coffee cup (Some you had sipped and the rest i too had)
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Tomorrow when you ll wake up,
you ll find an eternal emptiness
rolling from this side of the bed to that side
and shadows of the kisses laying numb over the wrinkled blanket.
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Tomorrow when you ll wake up,
slothfully, holding the pillow tight
you ll bosom that void, a void of my absence
and gently looking through the window
you ll find the last leaf of love
has fallen apart.