The One Poem by Neha Raithatha
The One
With Time and Again
We gain
Life that teaches
Could be itchy
Lessons are learnt
Hearts that were burnt
With Years to come
People have gone
Love that calls
Is never recalled
Waiting that is
Sounds humor
Destination change
With age
Breath taken
Is pain to return
Numbness
Now that is
Smelling the freedom
Emotions that are caged
Hopes
Someday, Sometime, Something
Will be 'The ONE'
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