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Those forgotten incidents returns back again,
Spreading all over, blurring the eyes.
Where did it come from? Those lost shadows of yours.
Those gone by songs which my love had sang.
Those scattered memories, those shattered dreams.
What matters if that is of others?
Once it used to be my as well.
Eyes got shy striking with her unknowingly.

Those countless pleasant hopes, plentiful of wishes.
Eyes played unusual game with eyes.
Hair dances with the cool air,
Eyes became restless to see you.
The door of heart was opened,
Unannounced love also entered in,
Spreading youth, ecstasy ran through this world.

Those forgotten incidents returns back again,
Spreading all over, blurring the eyes.
The moments were colorful,
Everywhere it was spring and green.
But now this heart says- "Those days are just an illusion",
Ooze, just a gush of memories.
What matters if she took away all my dreams?
Where was my life and where am I now?




Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2009-08-20 at 09:56

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2009-10-25


shells
Unrequited love, hard to come to terms with, but life really does go on, but I loved he line saying your heart was open and unannounced love was in, just keep your heart open. Love Nepal by the way, been fortunate to visit twice, beautiful.
2009-08-20


Amar Gurung
hi jalan,it seems u r missing the glorious moment of ur life.however never get disheartened as the saying goes after every long gloomy night there comes a day with the promise of new hope n blissful life...
2009-08-20