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Come Back Again

Come back again  Let it pain While the rain drops  Scatter over insane We meet at the same lane Where no one looks  At our eyes for each other  Where no one takes Away our silence that talks to one another  Come back again  I promise won't ask you to stay Won't ask questions that mess up the way We dress up for the play And pretend all day I keep listening whatever you have to say I keep failing to understand  And you keep explaining it on demand  *pics courtesy - Pinterest Profile - Catarina Teixeira

Born

I was born..
For better days.
For sober ways.
For discreet wisdom..

For unbiased love..
For containing sorrow.
For escaping tomorrow..
For trapping happiness.
For reflecting tranquility..
Did birth answer my queries?
Worn out gets the mask filled with flurries..
Born..
To fear tyranny..
To smear uncanny..
To resist pursuit..
To travel novice..
Right from peeping through the crystal womb..
Until the way into a silent tomb.

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