the eyes get dark... and so the area around it.
the memory flashes either in your dreams
or gives u a sleepless night..
u wonder.. staring at the ceiling.. with eyes open..
..and only question pops out is Why? why? and why?
u are only given a month happiness..
..as if ''khush ho ja bacchhe''
then come to the rut, reality and struggle.
your thoughts wander... like wind... here to there..
but all helpless and clueless.
to what will happen next..
..only knows He.
the ties broken shaken and are taken away from you..
to make you realize u are at the mercy of others
and yet it is u who has to see all the possibilities and consequences..
if not danced on the tunes.
this is... dear.. the way of life..
your hands tied, your lips sealed..
yet the picture on the wall should say..
''and they lived happily ever after''
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