Every New Year we embark on an untold journey. With the commencement of the year, begin the string of resolutions. Call it quit smoking/drinking; lose weight, etc commitment to self-are innumerous. Yet once the “New Year” High tide dies in later days to come, how many of us would stay put to these rickety feelings?
You are slithering quicker than sand.
High and low of my intricate being, is been with you.
Stay with u, seems shorter as time to cherish near.
Lips might widen eyes may dampen.
No reasons to let go, thoughts would linger.
Yet, so long friend. (2006)
As Newness beckon, bygone is just a memory.
You are slithering quicker than sand.
High and low of my intricate being, is been with you.
Stay with u, seems shorter as time to cherish near.
Lips might widen eyes may dampen.
No reasons to let go, thoughts would linger.
Yet, so long friend. (2006)
As Newness beckon, bygone is just a memory.
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