The PictureA Poem by AnshulIt's about a lover who shares his mind.There is a bit of you in me I have tried to exorcise it, It doesn’t vanish, And it won’t Cause it’ll kill me if it does. For I have loved you without expectations, And will keep doing it till I last, Every time I’ll stand by you, As I have done in the past. People will come, people will go, But you are my change, I feel strangulated when you aren’t around I take you in as the
air I breathe, And exhale myself out, so that a bit of you remain in me, Wherever I go. Let’s go to a place where there isn’t any distance, Between you and you. I don’t know where we need to go, It’s the journey I’ll cherish. Beyond this swing of right and wrong, There is a world that awaits us, Where I will hold your hand And kiss you To instill a little bit of me in you. © 2012 AnshulAuthor's Note
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