Things don't happen on dots of arithmetic
It's neither circular nor a straight line
We design and give it the shape
The way we choose
It's not something off and on
Switching priorities
Not even a love-hate relationship
I may not make it
Am for more power, more fire
Dispensable hours of togetherness
Certainly, not a swing between
To be and not to be
Let's not be apprehensive!
What lies at the other end of the sky?
Clouds have silver linens too
Let's give it a try!
Ventilating the emotion, buried long
Let's give wings to the muted passion
On a mission to reach the lost horizon
Don't ask me questions many
What happened to the heart?
Am scared to squander the times left
Wish not to answer that
Let's look in the eyes straight
In harbouring the emotions on planes
We deem as right
Let's begin from the scratch
@Sachi-21st Nov.2021
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