What to write?
What to share?
Words are thinking,
what to do with me,
they r in despair.
Help me express
Or leave me in distress.
They were the only friends
Now they've left me alone
I watch through the window
The world looks beautiful,
Symbiosis is its soul,
but the world within me
Does it even exist?
May be it's there,
There behind the mist
I have to search,
search it on my own,
After all,
It all happened
Becoz of the seeds
Which I have sown
Freespirit Juneja
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