I was talking to some
strangers in the evening then I realized that many of us are struggling with
the defining process; even we don’t what we have to define. But we want to
define everything. I want to write for those defining things, those are
considered as part of our social life sometimes. On a personal side, I am not
convinced with this at all because I like the randomness of life sometimes.
Keep me in your eyes; keep me in
your heart,
Even keep me in your dreams,
But don’t keep me in words,
Otherwise, you will always get
hurt,
We are like small steps to get a
beautiful start,
We are always there for each
other,
We are like this till we are
unknown,
Then why we feel to change the
things,
Why we want to hold the things in
our hand,
Time to time, we sometimes
travel to unknown cities,
And sometimes we just follow the
streets,
But we never ask their name,
Then why we need name, why we
feel this obligation,
There is no reason then why we
feel shame,
It’s not always necessary to be
known,
Sometimes anonymity would help
more,
Think about deep sea and its long
wild waves,
Sometimes we don’t know why they
are making noises,
Even though we love to spend time
at sea shore,
Maybe tonight you still feel the
same but I won’t define,
I don’t feel any need to define
you in any words,
Because I know what is there, and
what is mine.
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