A Click
The boy I met was barefoot,
only his eyes were shining
his best friend was camera i thought,
wanting everyone to click all the memories with him
but "dreams" takes time,
for him everything he wanting was a dream.
A "clicked memory" all he wanted
I watched him for long, then went near,
my questions were real but for him they were quiet wierd
feeling helpless would not help
all he knows ……
way he looked the world differ
and the world were he stay litters
at last one of his dream came true
i clicked a memory with you……
Copyright © Addy Saxena | Year Posted 2015
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