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wanting something dusn get u .. i have learnt that lesson long back
being a grasshopper in the grass may be dusn earn u the fame
heart u say .. feels like throbbing it out...
at times i dont get the ways things work
at times feels things work the ways i want
strange thing is i never felt that i ever lived .. may be tommorow
a new day
a new world
new friends
but why does it pain to leave behind that is old
not talkin about those golds and chumkis which wanna be with me
i am talkin about those broken pieces of bangles .. who dont
or is that i see them like broken .. u know i tried so hard to put them back
i heard time heals things. . it never heald. . like a flood which already had engulfed the barriers ..
like a dam having so many small holes that it wont break .. but neither it would stop
did u see the sky this morning ? how did it look ? sweet ? blue ? dark ?
i cant remember the last time i had the courage to look straight into the eyes ..
but its not that i lack it .. nor even regret
i hope u meet my feelings someday . they keep running away u know .. i send dem
like a kite in search of that same shade. . a bird .. reaching towards u
but always failing .. may be i cant compete with the nostalgias u have
but i would try
and i would always hope
i have learnt it .. again

- nameless fameless
23rd oct 2008

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