In the land of people.
Muffled in choir of voices.
Distances measured in,
Kilometers and miles.
But in real its queer.
Living far away from you,
Has nothing to do.
Its just we live in one soul,
For where ever I go,
What ever I do..

You're my thought.

Like blooming of flower,
And colors it sparkle.
Like first ray of dawn,
Thät heralds new day.
Like a music of falling stream,
Pleasing to ears.
Like a fresh morning gale,
That touches the face.
Like a madden dream,
To an endless chase.

You're my thought.

In the darkest of days.
In long spreading nights.
In impatient waiting hours.
In ebb of deep despair.
In sprawling loneliness.
In bustling of crowded life.
In the persistent prayers,
My hands always raised.
In the,
Very reason I live.. for.

You're my thought.

Mhnhsn poetic endeavors.
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