WHEN IT SHALL END
Time has passed enough,
To forget memories,
Which pains and torments,
But still there are times,
When those memories,
Surrounds and haunts.
Once again those deep down,
Longing and missing,
Comes to the fore.
Once again eyes glisten,
Weeping takes over the control,
Mustering strength becomes so hard,
While slipping down the memory lane.
Once again everything is in chaos,
Normal life is put in a bedlam,
All those unanswered questions,
Once again thumping at the back of your mind,
Feels as if it will burst anytime.
There’s nothing left to say,
Just darkness in the distance,
No hopes only black holes,
Still that namesake frail bondage,
Sometimes makes the wounds fresh,
How long must this feeling go on,
They say time heals the pain,
But when it shall end.
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