Monday, 17 March 2014

Redundant Offer

But what is really gone?
A leaf falling
From top of the tree
On the porous ground
Is it really gone?
I am not asking you science
I am asking you
Do you really believe it is gone?
Look into my eyes
And answer me
Is it gone?
Don’t just shake your head
Say it out loud
In proper words
Is-it-gone?

When that leaf is not gone
Stop telling me
My love is gone
Move on
Get over

Stop fooling me

End is an illusion
For weak-minded to believe

And weak-hearted to accept

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