MISSING ONE .

DESTINY IS NEVERLAND AND NEVERLAND IS DESTINY .

PEN- PROLAY. 

INK- ANANYA. 

S.V.O 

                                        MISSING ONE .

Still the heart misses that heart , 

still the soul lives in that desert , 

still the call comes for that new , 

still the tears kiss that morning dew. 

Each one forgot each one and everything ,

each one tried so long and got nothing . 

Tonight something came  to my windy mind , 

It took me here and there - almost each and everywhere , 

And it  finally placed me nowhere , 

It gifted back me that memory , 

each and every paper was burnt , 

It was to be told that "History "  ,

exactly , where  I got no story . 

WRITTEN ON 21/03/11

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 ANANYA IN EXISTENSE -13 

YOUTUBE