January 24, 2014


You are the mean for survival,
But I am tired of running behind you,
You allure me to reach you,
I stride towards you,
You deceive as mirage,
You never give me a chance or choice,
To follow my dream,
To follow my heart either.
You blindfolded me,
I followed only the paths you showed,
You are reckless and ruthless,
Even after a decade,
You choose to be far from me,
I keep longing for you,
As mystic and miracle,
Indeed, you can do many wonders,
Why do you hinder to bring a wonder to me?

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