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 Why is it so that some faces are not forgotten?
Why that is is our heart is all of sudden melts and gets
stolen?
Why we feel for someone who was nobody some days ago?
Now we concentrate all the times on it and can not let it
forgo

They come and invade on our memory
Sometimes we are happy and second moments feel sorry
It adds to more tension and worry
Yet the relation has to be strengthened and but with no
hurry

You have no spare moments in day time
You are seized with work sometimes
Nights are providing ample opportunity 
The day time thoughts are given some leisure continuity

When you close the eyes, whole world is shut
No one is near you for anything to put
The rest and sleep may be miles away
You have no comfort or easy way

When you lay down on bed they strongly emerge
You like those moments but unable to manage
They come and pinch you to keep awake
You are lost in wonderland as everything is at stake

Same repeat scenes may go on without interruption
You are lying on bed without any discussion
You have no where to move but only to dream
You are mid sea with no life jacket to swim

Sea waves are hitting you directly
You have decided the course correctly
You may not let the memory to fade
It is so holy for you and not the trade

You hear the melodious voice
That sounds very assuring with promise
Nothing strikes your head in that presence
You sinking deep and deep with essence
Posted: 2011-03-18 03:32:29 UTC

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