haunting thoughts however prolong
lingering for an answer i cry
your deportment which could justify
on a weird path i suddenly came
like you burning in the same flame
walking a little on that way
i realized i wasn't stray
my longing answers that path behold
what glittered wasn't at all gold
when ruins are carried within one's heart
and words become a piece of art
when soul is left neither dead nor alive
despite of affection it cant thrive
when trust becomes some jape
then care is nothing but inutile
natural is what all u did
after all this it couldn't be hid
so at this hour at you door i stand
stepping over the virtue so grand
apologizing for the erroneous thought
hoping for some rain in drought
waiting for the friend again
to share all the happiness and pain
nice
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