Life's been so hard on me,
All I want, is to be at Lucknow.-
I loved you like, days of
the week, that always
remained constant for
years, while years
kept on changing.
-
fell for a poem,
I,
And too fell for Me,
Poem
W i w a l
i t o n e
t s r d t
h d t
s e
r
s.
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Butterfly mind
As my mind is a butterfly -
Flying, flowing, flipping,
Fluctuating, under the sky
Bed, to the twisted forests.
Looking for fragrant flowers,
Thirsty of a sweet nectar,
It gets struck in the spider's
sticky thread.
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