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Saturday, February 20, 2016

No Signs

"Some people are like air balloons, once you slip them out of your hands -they won't ever land on your ground. They will fly high and end up on someone else's roof. You might never know where they went, 'cause the time of getting them out of your sight is very less. Longer you set your sight on them, deeper it will ache."



























Took my pills on time;
left my phone on though, 
I've been doing fine;
no signs of you. 
Sale season is on;
I picked up a sweater in blue, 
late Saturday night;
no signs of you. 
How old books lie last in a pile;
sure, they're lovely too, 
been reading Arab authors;
no signs of you. 
I scored good in a game;
that's something new, 
I play, but it's boring;
no signs of you. 
Late nineties rap;
yeah I listened to a few, 
it's on loop now;
no signs of you. 
Good people are still there;
but I don't see any clue, 
they're all out of time;
no signs of you. 
They draw hearts on paper;
but don't have one I knew, 
late February;
no signs of you. 
I don't borrow but;
looks like some debt is due, 
don't remember any;
maybe signs of you.

© Shreya ♥

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5 comments:

  1. loved it..lyrical rhymes..finally the last line of last stanza..from 'no signs' to 'there are signs'.

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    1. Yeah! Funny thing which is not so funny -there are always signs, I mean "no sign" is also a sign right? :)

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