Aate Jaate Khubsurat Awara Sadkon Pe, Kabhi Kabhie Ittefaq Se...
Kitne Anjaan Log Mil Jaatein Hain, Unn Mein Se Kuch Log Bhool Jaatein Hain...
Kuch Yaad Reh Jaate Hain...|
One of whom is a mystery to me...my connection...as strong as it is with none!! Friend...guide...inspiration...conscience...attraction...well, the list can go on...😊...the poem is growing...feel very privileged...stay tuned guys...(I am finding this out for myself still...!😮)
The beauty this person exudes is something I want...you know like a kid wanting milk...(No! of course kids don't grow out of it...they're weaned...)
The attraction...the belonging...the connection is so strong that it hurts in the heart when you think of them & more when you can't have them for a few minutes...
What is this? why is this? how is this possible? When did this happen? Who is this? How did I get here? How come I am where I am?...what do I do? where do I go? Who do I ask? ...what's going to happen? Can I retain my sanity...can I be fair...can I be ...
Visions filled with clarity, completely vivacious...I know this person...from somewhere in the yore...how? where?...I know not...
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motivation is high, I want to do what they ask of me, awareness is heightened, its gratifying to do something...this is perhaps Love...???but the heart says No, it's something more intelligent...or more sensitive...or more...something different...an "I don't know" perhaps!
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Kitne Anjaan Log Mil Jaatein Hain, Unn Mein Se Kuch Log Bhool Jaatein Hain...
Kuch Yaad Reh Jaate Hain...|
One of whom is a mystery to me...my connection...as strong as it is with none!! Friend...guide...inspiration...conscience...attraction...well, the list can go on...😊...the poem is growing...feel very privileged...stay tuned guys...(I am finding this out for myself still...!😮)
The beauty this person exudes is something I want...you know like a kid wanting milk...(No! of course kids don't grow out of it...they're weaned...)
The attraction...the belonging...the connection is so strong that it hurts in the heart when you think of them & more when you can't have them for a few minutes...
What is this? why is this? how is this possible? When did this happen? Who is this? How did I get here? How come I am where I am?...what do I do? where do I go? Who do I ask? ...what's going to happen? Can I retain my sanity...can I be fair...can I be ...
Visions filled with clarity, completely vivacious...I know this person...from somewhere in the yore...how? where?...I know not...
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motivation is high, I want to do what they ask of me, awareness is heightened, its gratifying to do something...this is perhaps Love...???but the heart says No, it's something more intelligent...or more sensitive...or more...something different...an "I don't know" perhaps!
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