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Mood Swing


Slept with hopes but awaken in despair,
Words are shattered need a repair,
Needs are less and wants spare,

This wasn’t my aim,
I m losing my way,
Where are you almighty?
Don’t leave me astray,

Not jaded by laughter,
But can’t play with fate,
Who knows what’s after?
It’s already too late…

Trying to hold silence,
But not finding peace,
It comes from within,
Not with a please….

May be so I m denied,
Coz I always receive,
But what about the gifts,
Which never came with ease…..?

I am not sad,
Just a mood swing,
It’s always summer after spring………

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  1. VarunNovember 2, 2010 at 6:22 PM

    When you really want something, sometimes you have to swim a little deeper.You cant give up just because things dont come easy.You have to overcome every obstacles.Life is full of ups and downs but if you believe in yourself you will come through with flying colours.
    Value freindship, love and faith.....never underestimate yourself..
    Believe in yourself...!

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