Standing on the threshold
Of the growing responsibilities,
I stare and peep out of mirror,
Mirrror of shadowed soul,
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I remember you
When comes this lovely season,
When wind blows in driest region,
I remember you,
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Lost in thoughts, lost in dreams,
The truth within can not be seen,
Though I pass by & stand still,
I always linger to pause & think,
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What I did?
I was on my way,
through a dense forest,
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Laying reluctantly on my bed,
On one of the laziest day,
When the roads were barren,
The sky was clear and silent,
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Make me understand, My Lord!
Make me understand.
The inception, the end,
The jargon, the fate.
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One afternoon passing through a street,
I saw people jeering & jostling, to greet,
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Even if I try to cease it, it comes to me,
Not from this world, not from that world,
But from the self, within.
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