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The Same Old Roads

Years later, when we walk
On these familiar, worn roads
Under grey skies and hesitant rain

A few drops from the skies will
Remind us of the pain of
Eager expectation. Years later,

Mostly forgotten memories will reawaken
You and me from temporary stupor -

Our thoughts touching, arms interlinked,
- Nascent, tiny pains will seems blurs -
Loneliness will stay alone.
You and I will lie down some years

Later and remember the heady buzz
Of separation. And we'll laugh at how we made ourselves
Victims of time. Time, you know,
Evaporates. Love remains. Forever.

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Anonymous said…
awesum!...not bein nice...nice ho rahi hoti toh i wuld hav said..ooohh laa laaaa!! :D :D
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