Born with a spark….

Born with a spark

Blinded by a fog

Grew like a weed

Unwilling to heed

For love was in its seed

 

Strange are feelings in life

Playing the game of hide & seek

Hiding itself from someone

While seeking from the other

Unsure of which way to go

Hoping…

If only some path could glow

 

Strange are feelings in life

Rising like a tide, with a lot of pride

It wants to say what others refuse to hear

And wants to hear what others refuse to say

With no shore in sight

and exhausted by the strife

It finally decides to die

Not before etching its story

On the wall of lives……

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