This place,
I shall keep it warm,
And I shall not go, till it gets dark.
First day,
Summers those were,
Stinking summer was I .
I stepped into oblivion,
Lifting the oblivion aside.
I learnt to live,
Learning was living itself.
And I shall laugh now,
For all learnt and all lost.
You were there,
I feel those bumps,
Your voice gave me.
I learnt you were mine,
But never meant for mine.
Last day,
It’s that day again,
Stinking summer besides.
And I shall laugh now,
For that single glance you gave.
I saw it not,
To keep it alive in mind.
This time shall learn,
You were meant for mine.
I hear people laugh,
See them cry.
It’s what they learnt,
Meant for dying.
I shall not believe,
What I see.
To make it harder,
I shall breathe.
You,
And I shall follow,
What’s in me.
Will that keep me,
On dangers hollow?
Still I’m here,
Waiting.
Mind that,
I shall not wait,
Forever.
Tomorrow shall be mine,
You shall come.
Else I won’t be here,
This dark will come.
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Hi Yetesh!
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Thanks Greg!
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