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Monday, April 04, 2005

WHY?

When I ask myself why?
The reason I get,
Can’t justify,
But I have no regret.

When I ask myself why?
Your face comes in front of my eyes,
It’s like floating in the sky,
It’s my imagination, which actually flies.

When I ask myself why?
The reasons I get are incredible,
I just want to touch the sky,
I think my wish is quite sensible.

When I ask myself why?
It remains unanswered,
Is there any road to fly?
NO is the only word.

When I ask myself why?
May be some mistakes in the past,
Why does it makes my heart to cry?
Till when will it last?

When I ask myself why?
The images I see are blurt,
I just want to buy,
Some dreams as sweet as curd.

1 Comments:

  • At 7:04 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Quite Thought Provoking nice keep it up

     

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