T' was a memory...
I applauded myself...
In the middle of a thousand eyes piercing my soul...
I applauded myself...
I shivered in the fears of passive lights,smearing my face...
I applauded myself...
I rejoiced in the silence and the neatness inside
I was ready to fly with my song...to sore with you along...
I smiled in utter breathlessness
still persuing the applause in quititude
Nisha..held my hand from behind and said,
"This day sing for the person you cared for long.
She is listening from far above...
She waits for you to unfurl the song...
Dont keep her waiting..dont keep her waiting this long.."
I took one last look at the deep blackness
in my soul
I took my song and flew to her...
The person i loved too strong.
I opened my eyes and found...
She was seated, far behind...
She dropped a lil diamond from her empty eyes.
She left...she left may be to never return..
to me or to this worl'
a thousand eyes went down in praise and wonder..
I knew my song was sweet and tender...
She taught me this song,I remember...
Amidst a thousand applauses I was missing her...
I waited for that wet embrace...
I walked back...in the oblivious life..of a performer...
whose Life must go on.....
the song is all that matters....
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