Its good alwayswith or without
glamour lies at your heart
whether it pumps
with a jealous feels
I was lost in my usual thoughts
as I crossed the ubiquitous surroundings
people come here
with different meanings
each with its own meaning
I do thrive for meanings
all the times
I get galloped
to write about
what I may strive
but where is the flip point
my heart quipped
I saw around
as usual
it moves on dotted graphs
of days
to come
where is the change
you look for
with your thoughts
I kept silent
I knew the system's constraints
where I struggle day and night
to have a glimpse
of my love
and romance
It may be hidden at the beauty
of the heaven
I may not be entitled for
still I strive for
it quips again
what for
I look around the ambiance
as if
it may have changed
for the time
at least
I know little
source:shipra.v
