MY PAST SOUL (A BROKEN FANTASY)
You know what’s life?
It’s your long chats,
that draws my smile.
You know what’s a dream?
To witness you,
from within.
You know what’s grace?
Your eyes conveying,
more than your face.
You know whats a living?
Seeing your soul on you,
reflecting.
You know what’s desire?
To read your happiness,
with your words of fire
You know what’s fantasy?
It’s you!!!
The one whom I can always read
But cannot live.
Let us not rhyme!!
Even life never does
On a deserted road,
It’s always the left turn that draws you to right.
Let us not rhyme!!
Because nor does love,
It’s always the broken, scattered souls,
When held together, carves the beauty
Let us be the cacophony!!
Mixed, chaotic and harsh
Vague but still existing
And eventually for a moment, even it will sound melody .
It was a time of happiness , and eyes were wet
i have something to say , but i don’t know what kind of shyness was there
I smiled when i saw her , I was all happy
in the memories of past , i was sozzled
when we both were together i thought
i will live my whole life only n only for her
but unfortunately chaos created and everything gets over.


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