I am listening to a female heart centric song " how shall I beautify my eye lashes with black pencil- English translated thought of a Punjabi folklore."my heart asks me
how the hell!!
its not your way of life
but probably it has forgotten
once you remember a heart beyond
it becomes of your own
my system says
come on
lets go to bed
its already early morning hrs
me a die hard
I know
the conflicts shall never see
eye to eye
to my reality crunch
probably I have got accustomed to the eccentric nerves
at my heart
brain too
but who am I
I ask too much of me
as if you ask me
through the medium of unseen
and me & U loose the identity
for ever to come
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