There is nothing to say ,
Still there is strong desire to talk...
Vacuum in between the life,
Only memories to Cherish for...
A long walk , A sparkling night
Morning suprises , coloured evenings
I keep them as bookmarks.
More pages to be turned ,
Much liveliness to be discovered...
Stucked into the past ,
Sometimes moving ahead so fast.
Long invariable times...
Following drastic Upheavals.
With an uncertainty of joys ,
and so certain sorrows...
A relation to be cared,
And separations to be feared for...
I wonder what keeps us aside,
Vision to the life or lacking insights..
Ambition of lives or weakening might.
Unanswered , Unresolved ...
ever-growing mysteries of life.
Unexpected plights,
or dreamt paradise...
Hunting new avenues ,
Or to recall the old lines...
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