I miss the piles !

I miss the piles ! Really, I do.
The pile of plates, waiting for me to be touched, coxed.
The pile of "to do".
The pile of veg in the fridge.
The pile of haltbar milk.
The pile of masalas.
The pile of lemons.
The pile of waste.
The pile of cob-webs.
The pile of shoes.
The pile of insignificant days ahead.
Among others, a pile of me.
Walking around the piles with a random thought.
The pile me, who thinks to be the jack of piles.
Well, I ruled piles. Now I rule a different stock of piles
I guess. May be I would miss them someother time.
Waiting for another pile to happen .....