Last week
I found myself
Standing on your way
Under sun and rain.

Another ten minutes
And we could have met.

Recalled all that I did for you;
Asked my self why you punished me;
Saw you still on the wrong track
Experimenting upon me like -
A live specimen in your lab.

Walked away……….
Had somehow lost my will to stay.

There was no rainbow that evening.


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beautiful indeed.... sathya narayana
nice one, reflects your state of mind in an easy flow