Saturday, February 8, 2014

Coming to Yourself



When life has passed us
At the end of the day
As we sat all alone when no one is there
The n our life drama was stage
As it relays the whole scene of our life back to us

Our minds get busy working out
From friends are never there to chat us up
The one whom our heart, body and soul longs for
Was never in sight forgetting about us
Just like that lost in the busyness of the day

And life starts slotting in the whole scene
Lost in a deep thought through the whole scene
When the life drama is been played
As we seat and watch life flitting away
Alone becoming and coming to oneself

All the people friends and families
All are all gone and loneliness crept in
As the phone went becoming ring less no call…no text
As the clicking of the cloud becomes so loud
They are all gone even the one you love dearly

The day becomes so dry and boring
Wondering from shore to shore
Been restless like a trouble sea
Oceans running so dry with valley high
The heart pant as the pant of who has ran a thousand mile

Nature’s presence makes everything work out
Just all alone with yourself
When no one is there to comfort and keeps company
Nature is becoming the friend you’ve long for
Coming to yourself

Just been alone with yourself
To think and reflect about life how it has been
Nature becoming your only source of encouragement
Making out the rightful place of where to move on to
Been alone to reflect and think about life
Coming to yourself…it worth at times you know

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