Sunday, September 03, 2006

Untold Story

Heard often my friend
Never listened to till the end
Layers of meaning hidden
A new view is here to lend

Lost in past, which could have been future
buried inside with tears around
As if it was a triumph over heart
Mocking myself as a poor old creature

Pain I go through when I hear the History
Learn it or tell it, the same old story
Twists around and shock in the end
I was all ears my friend with message to send

Knowing is not the only thing
Reacting is never written on wing
Love is here, no need to sing
Keep no doubt and stop searching

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