Why the world looks so different
Why
the cool breeze starts to blow
Why those flowers look so red
And
why my emotion starts to flow
Why I keep talking to the mirror
Is
it you or it’s only me
Why the world comes to a stop
Is
known to neither you nor me
Why I keep staring at those eyes
Why
the fragrance is in the air
Why my senses have all stopped working
Still
I live to dare
In the middle of the night I still lie awake
Is
it you or it’s only me
Why do I die to talk to you
Is
known to neither you nor me
Why my heart, beats so loud
Why
I wish to embrace
Why I feel taking you in my arms
Why
your beauty has that grace
Why I feel kissing you once
Is
it you or it’s only me
Why I crave to touch those lips
Is known
to neither you nor me
Why I keep stumbling on the road
Why
I wish to hold your hand
I know you would go away one day
Still
I build castles in the sand
Why I deny those all known facts
Is
it you or it’s only me
Why I wish to see you once
Is known
to neither you nor me
-
Sumeet Mukherjee
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