I Cry In Solitude, Every fibre screams for you, Searching , screening, Wonder where have you gone? Those lost days, When you did not speak, Those lost moments, When you shut your mind. Anger has allowed time to flow, Where fun and frolic could have ruled. Despair and cruel fate hs enveloped the mind, Those lost moments push us into utter confusion. Time is in its glory, Sure to die soon, Knowing that the sun shall set, soon So reach out, before its too late.
It is really awesomely written.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful blog you created , Much love, care and best wishes !
While reding I had a feeling; Maa Bhaarati is crying and Telling all these to the Citizens.. :'(
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