A blank mind,
With bouts of rewind,
How can one define,
The plans of the Divine?
With moving trees,
With passing breeze,
Time, just seems to freeze,
As if its a mere tease.
I don’t know, how I feel,
I don’t know, whats the deal,
I don’t know, if there is something
Left to heal,
I don’t even know if its all for real.
With surprise I was caught,
I had never thought,
All gone and lost,
What is there thats now being sought?
Reminds me of a quote by someone : “ My life has a superb cast, I just don’t know the plot!”
Appeared-disappeared-reappeared-impaired!
ReplyDeleteIf there were 'likes' on blogs, Jesse bhaiya, I would have gone mad clicking away...
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ReplyDeleteGee thanks...but u both stop stabbing me with the "bhaiya" word on public portals and thereby ruining all my chances of random young women getting interested in me :/
ReplyDeleteu are noones bhaiya.. ur random young women are following u everywhere..dont u worry!:)
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