Busy In My Solitude
Taking a deep breath ..... i looked around....
There is a golden boundary... with lots of sound....
Why are they yelling.... I asked my self....
They need you ... what my heart compels....
Looking at them by clearing my eyes ...
I found they are the one's i needed once i realize...
For what they turned up i wonder....
Now i am obsessed i surrender...
when i needed them ....they were busy...
least bothered and had there own priorities..
Now when i learnt to be obsessed....
You call it an attitude....
please leave me alone ...
I am too busy in my solitude....
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