Deserted me in a
deserted place,
Feels like years, since I
saw you grace,
Barren it feels all the
time I open my eye
Deserted it feels even
when I look at the sky...
Shimmers in the night,
on this barren land,
Gives hope to wait for
atleast the shadow,
What hopes, what dreams I
see?
Nothing seems to fill
the space of thee...
Cold nights kill the
smile of hope,
And chills the body like
its dead for ages,
But what’s the death,
when dead solely?
For you promised to live
heavenly...
The world is made of love
they say,
They merely say for
goodness in it,
What’s the goodness
about? Mere words to talk!!!
Spoken about a lot but
seldom walked
Deserted me in a
deserted place,
Feels like years, since I
saw you grace,
Barren it feels all the
time I open my eye
Deserted it feels even
when I look at the sky...
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