i was standing at a market junction this late eveningthe fair lady for whom i was supposed to wait
too busy at her choicest things
may be she was tossing the ideas
what is best fit for the best money
i was too complaicent
with my time and environs
thro' the memory lanes
my heart looked as if time has just started for it
nothing was new
but for its extra 6th sense
it has realized a lot
how the things get shaped
go straight to your psyche
with which you live the rest of the time
at my stupid home
i do realise
why the hell ? things are not what it aught to be
probably the truth is harsh
i haven't learnt to live the time
source: shipra vashisht
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