Days pass by and Years roll over
The Time keep changing with every moment
and the moments are lost forever...
Moments..
The Tiny Fables of Joy
of Glory and of History
explode like bubble and create a mystery
and the Mysteries are lost forever...
The Fog of tears
of sorrows and of fears
shadows over the minds so blue
smoke breaks in the stocks of woods
and then you get the clue
What You had is not with you
What you had is lost Forever
-Janhavee
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It's exactly a year to an unfortunate terrorist attack on Mumbai suburban local trains. :(
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1 comment:
Wonderful. Sad, but wonderful. You're such a talented writer! Never stop writing! Love it!
Love,
Anouk
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