Saturday, 7 October 2017

"The Little Thing You Did"




You went past crossing my mind,
And I could do nothing
But, just wait and find;
As the only thing I remember was everything,
You never meant,
but although were kind.

The cold breeze gave me a shiver which ran down the spine,
That made me think quite once again,
Is it a dream?
Or is everything ever going to be fine?
Rubbing my eyes I woke up in the morning light.
Which gave me a reason to fight.

A reason; of thousand dreams,
A reason to forgive all the sins.
I never thought a day would come,
That would shine as bright as the sun.
With a realisation I left aside.
Thinking whatever will happen, will happen in its time.


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