I see you in the light and dark,
Like an arc.
Rising from the ashes,
And then, you're gone.
You come close, to go far away
, And fill my mind with pandemonium and lull.
So who are you? ?
You are more severe than pain,
Leave me nothing but to be a swain.
And I feel your footsteps-
In my veins-slow yet silent! ! !
Someday you are just a dream,
And someday-a tempting mirage.
But for now-just a question.
I have you in my eyes,
Blossoming with the hues of life,
In the seasons of togetherness and prosperity-
Where you win, and I lose.
I profess, you ignore,
And then we wait,
Till the pale colour of love rains! ! ! ! !
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