In grief of this movement,
We can be who we are.
You can be so clear
And yet be so far.
I have to mind you,
I have to halt.
And in a way,
You and I are just a start.
Wonder down the darkness,
I know I can find you in the light.
And I can not define you,
But you know that I had to try.
Good and bad we leave behind,
Good that we are not alright.
Now I can’t see you,
And I can’t be fine.
Have to let you go,
Because you can’t be denied
Helped my self,
For I need to help them all,
Make my day,
Let me hear your call.
Push was a start,
But we knew it won’t get far.
God could have been against me,
But I knew was devil was for.
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tute khwaab dekhte hai aap
khawaish hai bhulne ki magar
ek pyaas rehgayee zindagi bhar
shayad woh bhi kar rahein vilaap
Gosh a bad try on a poem...hehee
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