World is full of light,
Brightening faces of attraction,
But behind mirror, there is a kite,
Whose thread lies tight.
In the desert, I am a deer,
Who is finding ‘Golden' Aquifier,
Doesn't seem! Is this water?
Or lie like life's defaulter.
From a far I am watching,
If this could save my heart's loneness,
But, I proceeded with a hope-
It could understand my love's willingness.
Alass! Its dry,
I found, there was sand like lie,
I am cheated and I am flirted,
I fallen down saying never be tied.
Yes, I think I am still Alone,
But who would trust my sad tone,
Many played with my faith,
Are they not a baby clone?
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