An Evening Burning With Pain...

Lost in my thoughts
I look outside the window
See the pedestrains walking rapidly
I feel the warm evening breeze air hitting my face
Just like my heart...
Dry...and burning hot
With the pain you gave...

I look at the sky
See the scattered white patches
It seems parched
As if the bright
Sun has burnt it vengefully

I smile at our similarity
Both of us are burnt
And always burning...
In pain..
And love..
And seperation..
Bearing the fruit of love

Both of us loved extremely hard
Completely with our souls
Loved the ones
Who were never meant for us..
Yet were linked to us..
Through time

by Aakash Nengroo

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