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Rajat

~~Where's love?~~

I look at your face; tears come to my eyes,

The inner questions me-was our love wise?

My heart longs to sing the song, but struggles for a voice,

The inner questions me-was our meeting fate’s wrong choice?

The silence overflows not with a song, but with a cry,

The inner whispers me-it did not happen all right.

The sand castles we once baked together,

Were melted not only by waves, but also by rain.

The frail vessel is inflated with emptiness,

All struggles I make seem to be in vain.

Now, happiness is far-fetched, all suffering and pain.

The inner questions me- was our past a pride or a shame?

Of all the faint memories, there’s one thing I can remember,

That it had all started on a beautiful yellow September.

The marks of wounds on my heat will always remain,

The inner questions me- was our love a boon or a bane?