I lost the beautiful gem of life,
Which is my treasure box,
The magic is inside the lot,
But I just let it go in the street.
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I tried to extend my hand there,
But my hand couldn’t for shame,
How can I bear the bird thats beyond,
My reach to get to the box -she likes.
The truth and my reality says in this,
Still just the story never says anything,
It portrays deep stories of sorrow and pain,
That I felt in the corners of the heart.
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You never know when loving would break you,
Because it is taking the long miles soon too,
You are away from her dream and so as yours,
Life plugs in and takes you out -each and every day.
Maybe,this would continue every single day,
In jolly and fun to the memories taking home,
That life never remain static and it goes on and on,
And so as the memories of it -into the days oblivion.
