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A Lost Soul...


 People coming along does not bother much but their leaving… that matters how cheerful we come up and how silent… they walk by…

What causes the gap…? Where we go wrong along the map… was our bond so easy that we got swapped…

Why you are being quite…? Why your ignorance formed such a way that you have crossed all those paths which we never there…

Why it matters…? Because everything matters… from those talks to those walks… where everything is there yet nothing is same…

Might sound lame… but whom can we blame… looking up should that be God or where those all the odds that we have turned things insane…

What are these days…? What should we call then…? What are they formed of…? What have they turned too…? How long will they last…? Hope that distance do not get vast…!

What is it that you can’t speak off… is this for a while… can’t you take of the mask of sadness and just smile… what is eating you its bothering me… just one meet… a talk, a coffee… to figure out can’t we…

I know… its life… like a blunt knife… wont wound but, hurts bad as strike… strike that of your ignorance… without intension yet quite intense…

Life… that we live… a part that we share… a small space that you gave me… its not that you are mine… with it I am fine… those steps that we have covered… the words that have passed by for me, have formed a yard of wine…

Trying to understand the zone that you have caged yourself with… such a state where even words can’t bring you out… what worries are you surrounded with…?

Is it fault of ours… or fault in our stars… or a fault of mine… that our ways are getting apart…

Looking around for that sound of giggle and laughter aloud… This ignorance hurts… not sure it's for what… Have promised myself not to judge… but to be honest I won't budge… I'll be there… no matter how long it takes…

Hoping for the best… but not leaving on fate, the rest… again the moon will shine… the sun will rise… so will that smile which comes after the devil's cry…

 

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