Things apart, I lived a life
Unacceptable at times
Breeding good and bad inside.
Tried to match up,
Everything to catch up.
A large green field,
Turning golden with time,
Reap it off!
Or let it be...
It’s all about a decision indeed!
A few goes wrong and others right,
But still what matters is far apart.
A hymn in the way, an art to dismay
Things that changed
Always looked the same;
Promises are there, broken from within.
A lining of trust, fading with tide
A ray of hope, never ever there
Illusion of confusion, yes it is!
From rhyming the time,
To timing the rhyme;
I sail alone with memories behind
Things apart I still live a life.
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| Roam with world, so that the fear also says "Bahut Yaarana Lagta hai re!!" |
