written by my original experience:

Everyone can see my smile,
but no one can see my tears behind it

physically I am fine,but...
my heart is stolen by someone whom I can't call mine

my eyes were open I know you are my past dream,
but I am still living in that dream

I see so many people behind me,
but my eyes search for that person
who will not come

trapped between the past and future
how to find you with my wet eyes.....

I wrote this poem by things happened in my life thanks for reading...

- Srija
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