today,
Who's the one who played the game?
Its an echo from within,
which answers, its you, just you...
You have crossed over,
the walls of my memory,
and returned to your place,
just as merrily as you came in..
But, my feet,
could never cross the border,
I still remain a Prisoner Of War,
in your memory,
even when I was set free..
I could never figure out,
why the distance
kissed my innocence..
Who is the one who played the game?
Its an echo from within,
which answers, its you, just you...
At times I look at the sky,
and laugh at myself..
someday, my dreamy mind,
was set to build a dreamworld..
An unseen force,
demolished it to ashes,
that housed my love,
for you..
Now I'm back to my place,
to build another..
You know why I'm doing this?
'Coz I don't believe in fate,
Its just that I love to..
You know why I'm doing this?
'Coz I don't believe in fate,
Its just that I love to..
U can write poetry also.K tell me who is the "you"
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