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Did Not Find You…

Got hundreds of pains,
Got hundreds of therapies,
But I did not get one cure, My love !
I did not get you…
It is a dry wind and
Like a dry leaf I am flying
To the unknown ways
There are hundreds ways
But did not find one way
Which would leads to you…
The water is running let it run,
Let the time freeze here.
The waves are turning,
Let the shore handle them
There are so many desires,
Fulfilled, than the only one.
To see you and me as one…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag