If you have to impress her
To be loved;
She is not yours.
And you can't hold her long
If she is not yours.
But don't be fooled by shadow.
Keep walking-
You will see golden rays out there
Smiling just for you.
Why you cry staring at closed door?
In life, if one door closes,
Another opens.
Walk to that door.
Someone is always out there
Who is keen to love you
As you are.
© Arun Maji
Painting: Cameron Bryce Liston
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