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While my itinerary seems to be a myth,
Your journeys are dependable
And true.
You know very well
Where you come from.
You know well where
you are bound to.
The rails diverge at the right point,
And you know which way to go.
On the other hand,
Emotions stear my life,
My caprices define my flow.
Whenever going on feels tough,
And there is a need
To go where you were last.
You just change direction,
And revisit your past.
On the contrary,
Ignoramus I,
Can’t even remember how and why?
I reached where i am today.
And where i went astray.
But
When i see you carefully again
Smile corroded by drabness.
Soul rusted by predictability.
Vigour tapering day by day.
Monotony crippling faculty .
I wonder may be,
The essence of life
Lies in struggles and strife
Our heart beats in the
Anticipation of the unforeseen.
In the excitement of variety,
different texture and sheen.

 

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Swastik Sharma

Joined: 21 Aug, 2015 | Location: Delhi, India

Hii! friends........am swastik sharma........a 19 year old college going boy.An introvert,sensitive,emotional,thoughtful and intelligent boy from childhood, I always like to spend time alone with myself rather than hanging out with buddies as other t...

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