Zillionth Time
I wish I would have met you
when my heart would move
at the site of a tender colour
at dawn by a blooming flower.
before my gloomy past shadowed
my eyes later were clouded,
I would have made an effort
to know you a little better.
with naive love embracing,
due to sleep depravation, thinking
would I have played a different part
If tomorrow I need not depart.
Among the million estranged
into wind I be shattered
to start all over again
zillionth time in pain.
Every time I change places
I am lost in the minds of mazes.
Copyright © Ravi Kiran | Year Posted 2015
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