they say it refresh your souls..
the phase of enjoyment..
every single drop seems
telling a story it means
but some are far way to
get along with the untold stories..
they speak out your heart
they long for the untold part
Now the feel of lonely heart!
the rains seems to be a blast..
the long awaited hands
lost it for others..
not the happiness of yours
the happiness of others
the thought of living
living for others
why do we do that!
the roads wet,the green around..
i stare at it,the loneliness
the longing heart is no more..
the selfishness has crossed me
but not for me..
the smile of others..
i look at them..
the soul is no more the same
its a piece of matter closed
enough not to open again
i lost it again
for someone again..!
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