On one such nights, When we cross paths again In that same old streetwith flickering lights,When the sky pours downIts tears of joy And loud thunder cries ,Masking every soul nearby,Leaving us to hear nonebut each other .When bright lighting shines,To give away one quick glimpse of you,When eyes turn teary,Recognizing that familiar faceIt has tirelessly searched for,Amidst the busy crowd Of some distant city unknown. When my ears get overjoyedHearing the reassuring soundOf your gentle voice,Which has once left my ears ringingThe last time you whispered goodbye.When my cheek flushes warm
At your sight,With the rosy tint of redAnd trenchant anticipation,I so fail to hide.When my quivering lipsStruggles to gatherThose six letters,Engraved deep into back of my mind.Yet so fresh in memories,I have stubbornly lockedIn some unreached corner of my heart.And my feeble effort to utter that name so close to my heartthe mention of whichNever fails to turn my head aroundClutching to a futile hope of finding you,For one final time, Sitting by the window
Of that dusty last seat , On the same yellow evening bus,We were once destined to share.
Till then I shall keep going
Walking the streets alone,
Until I stumble upon you
In a different time ,
Hopefully, in another chapter of my life.
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