My software has been hacked by microsoftmay be, reasons are many
but one aspect that disturbs me : I can't guess how far you have visited my page at yahoo 360
my heart asks
how does it matter
you're magnetised by a reserved heart
I know it's a wrong number for me
but how does it matter
so far I have a right number at my fingers
the system too
I visited Faridkot : a town known for its antiques
probably time has moved too fast
I was not at ease to find me at odd places
romantic nerves have been probably taken over by realistic crunch
my reality lies in the ocean of thoughts
may be too holistic for mundanes
some way or the other
I have evolved the concept of home
may be with a lonely heart
full of complacent nerves
too difficult at times
it makes a horrible combination
for the existential factors
as my visitors are always critique of my thins around
with no hard and fast ways of expression
they invent the faults
of the present and the past
I brush aside
I know
I have to live on thoughts
manufactured or otherwise
another reality with a salt of stingy scenario
but I make it romantic
somehow with you being around
at my heart
source: shipra .v
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