Saturday, March 1, 2014

MILES AWAY



One day from miles away a voice came
It just frequently pronounced my name
And suddenly coming towards me was a hand,
Which proposed me to be it’s friend.
Friend,I rushed towards it listening to this word
And so soon two hearts started pleading the same urge
The world seemed completely different with confronted zeal
I know the good and bad times together we dealt.
The miles reduced into a joyful route
Each and every time someone was standing beside my boots.
Today when I look around to find that hand
Trespassing with my shadow nobody stands.
And then comes a vibe thrilling me with fear
At last I recognize the voice i could hear
It comes from miles away soothing me and my tears
It says, you gotta be happy for the world my dear
 What if...! you looked, and I am not here.

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