...And again I'll be the leaf
that fell as breeze passed by...
Meandering towards a destination unknown
Dancing to the tune of a song unsung
Believing in destiny....that people say is unwritten
Illusion is what they call it.
You aren't a part of my fate, they say
But tell me how do I believe them
I know you are there.
May be I am unnoticed today
But as I swirl in this wind
I know.....
There will be a road,
There will be a turn
Where two of us shall meet
The flowers will bloom again
And everything will be fine
That day would be our tryst with destiny,
(That people say is unwritten)
And again I'd be the leaf
That flew as the breeze passed by.....
(For chotu)
1 comment:
beautiful... :)
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