A stroll in the park of my poems

11/02/18

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Friend, it held many meanings in my life, this word,

The meanings changed as the people changed,

The word appeared distant as people who held that title left,

My little joke of a life until there was nothing but dust,

Which made me realise I can’t make people like me,

That made me free,

Free from all social interactions and making acquaintances,

I spent my days in isolation and abyss,

I was simultaneously free from external world,

And trapped in abyss of one’s self-made void,

Where time just seems to exist just like your existence,

Until I met this person, who pulled me out by force,

I couldn’t realize myself and while that person worked on redefining me,

Today we explore the world together,

Appreciating the gift of life by traveling forever.

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