The leather sofa <br />weatherbeaten still stands, <br />your impression even now persists <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />The toothbrush stand <br />still holds yours, <br />the half used soap in its dish <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />Your favourite glass <br />even your half drunk bottle, <br />are still waiting for you <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />The book by the bed, <br />is dog eared by you, <br />it waits to be read <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />Between the sheets <br />Your smell lingers, <br />The creases remain <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />In every room, <br />I can feel your presence, <br />as real as life itself <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />As i bow <br />before the icons of Gods, <br />I can feel you at my shoulder <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />The vase is empty <br />flowers have a short life, <br />soft hands are remembered <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />The watch remains stuck <br />you had broken it in anger, <br />it ticks without moving <br />You haunt me. <br /> <br />My breath mingles <br />with yours of years gone by, <br />the tears dropp slowly <br />You haunt me.<br /><br />Memories And Hope<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-haunt-me/
