Time is a wind that blows
To Change my directions...
Directions are routes that lead
To my unknown destiny...
Destiny is a mirage that helps
To hide my wrong choices...
Where is the world I search for?
I want it here... In my world.
But life pushes me to a strange place
Where music is in headphones
Where eyes wander only for letters I type
And days wither as my heart blinks...
The word wandering soul was introduced to u by me .... dont u remember???
ReplyDeleteye vikas..true personification of wandering soul...no doubt;)
ReplyDeletemy oh my... i think i shud never read tis kind of tings again.. escape
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