Lost


 Raining sunshine all  happiness around.

Bringing hopes of sparkling sounds

Woke up early not so fast,but steady

Walking miles not so calm,but fury.

Living a thousand lives in one moment

So true self being self well proclaimed.

Bring that child to unlearn everything

Vanish the desire of being framed.

Touch and forget the precious 

We remember ourselves desirous

How hard is it?

To give up everything 

That to for nothing 

Still we donate this world back

Everything to sink.

By Anand kumar




 

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