Monday, 15 December 2014

That Feeling

Every Morning is Fresh
And breakfast seems great..
But something is missing..
Something is leaving apart..

Peace is all i want
Peace is all i have got
But dont know Something is missing
Something is leaving apart...

Routine is perfect
And things seems falling at its place
Still something is missing
And seems something is leaving apart....

Lunch time is the best time
It always come with maternal rhyme
But Still a somepart of me is missing
Something has gone apart..

Day passes the best
And so is the rest,
But the part of me is missing
Or Say it has gone apart...

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