Amiss

Away tonite alone i cry
Seeding the thoughts which might
Help me tomorrow to see my sight
Without which i would surely die

I saw my youth go running by
So fast as it took the final flight
Couldn't hold on, succumbed to my plight
Now i miss it, i do know why

I know now what's got to be done
Embrace whatever is left of time
Your memory, with the past I shun
Though with you i felt so sublime
All this while i've been so stubborn
Admitting that you were my only crime

by Jasjiv Singh

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''Help me tomorrow to see my sight Without which i would surely die'' nice lyric poem, well penned with deep ideas.........10
Amditance is grace Being in Now is bliss