When the darkness of my heart
Mixes with that of night...
Feelings from the core of heart
Comes in mind...
Inspite of a happy day.....inspite of laugh , love and pray
When the clock strikes 3 pm
It all becomes grey...
Like a flashback.. life starts revolving in front of my eyes..
Now I understand... do's and donts
Truth and lies..
Should I now get depressed?
Or get ready to dress..
For a new life people talk about.
new friends, new address.
My decision is still pending..
Clock , which is still hanging..
Knows all my secrets..
My happiness , my regrets...
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A Dream Shower
PoetryDreams which we see with eyes open ..are thr only one which comes true
