Giving meanings, there was a guy,
Unaware of the affairs,
Coming by.
Closing eyes he desired more,
Juggling the senses of mine.
Clouded and scared,
He was shy.
Gazing through his memories,
The moments passes by.
Back to the time now,
"Was' twitches my heart.
To the end, to the heaven,
The constant game of catch goes on.
Enigmatic to the world,
The memories lie.
Alas drowning deep,
I peacefully sleep.
As folding to the almighty,
Wondering heaven,
Hell keeps cashing down.
I grew like a fine wine,
He left like a night shine.
Shovel thy faith down to rust,
Reminiscence sounded as dust.
We live and live and live,
We die and die and die.
- Mahak Agrawal
F.Y.B.A.
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