Tight knot that I have tied
Thoughts that I do hide
Teachings of life erudite
If let loose, in no time slide
What seemed out of sight
Now suddenly in view full, not slight;
Thought they would have lost sharpness
But the wounds hurt more hindsight
Don't ask me how I am doing
Am keeping pace not slowing
I have too many stops
No end to drama that's flowing
I want to be recast
No matter pace dull or fast
Want a new script in life
Picked up this story, not knowing
Will there be second chance
Of life filled with music and dance
No, don't need another partner
Can't keep practicing penance
Do I want to be alone?
Life can't be monotone
Why colors bring contrast
Can't they blend the heart borne !
Waiting for curtain to fall
Don't want to be missed at all
Tearing the soul from mind
Wish to leave it all behind
Manjari
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